This is a song about "We dont love these hoes"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

With g's in my pocket

These hoes really feeling it

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Haha "fuck ya baby", we don't love them hoes!

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Took me a while just to write those

And imma make these hoes bleed

I don't know defeat

Dont get me wrong i love the land that we made

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

These hoes are for anyone

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart, oh i was so mad