This is a song about "You filthy hoe"

Anything more? yeah bring it on you stupid hoe/

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

What's the matter man you seem filthy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

You fuck around and get killed hoe

You spit flames but i got that lava flow, i got props from randy, hoe

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

You ask me how she is well she's an insane hoe

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

I would keep the screams to myself you filthy animal

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

And since you were talking filthy,

Lets come up to my city