This is a song about "Weed an hoes"

Spend money ,don't fuck with hoes.

Here they keep a rachet close

For 12 years,no new hoes!

No, no, we are not those

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

Chillin back smoking weed writing raps and fucking hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

I said i love these hoes i love these hoes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

I'ld probably buy an #ounce of #weed and get #high for a #week