This is a song about "Were the hoes"

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

We should fuck each others mothers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

Fuck them hoes and the cops

Y’all only in it for the cars

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

I despise clothin' worn by the guys posin' like hoes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

You're dirty like the jersey shore with those orange hoes.

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws