This is a song about "Whore thot hoe"

While i'm rubbing on that ass

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

See ya plate full

Make a freak whore, detour

No ho, acquainted with the floor

So fuck life to all those whore

Hope you heard that intro

Shouldnt have called our girl a hoe.

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Thot it was about me all about me

So you can thank your hoe…

In the club like fuck it, though

Christian dior your girl is a whore

And slid back north of course to pen more

Now this is to the hoe…

I'm rolling down the window