This is a song about "Were the hoes"

Licking bitches in between there toes, fucking all the hoes

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

You feel it from your head to your toes

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I'm hella faded sippin rozay surrounded by the hoes

Everything i wanted never seem so close

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes,

Bought the dope and have hoes

I think that she knows

Guess i’m different than most

Keep it trill for the hoes

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Watching for hollow-tip shots