This is a song about "You get no hoes"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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

Looking for sum hoes with no clothes

If we ain't right and always at the throats

// [bitch you get (no love)]

Then i said i had enough

You actin' like i'm out here rapin' hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

That will be enough

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

Guess i’m different than most

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Live from the lamont's rose

For 12 years,no new hoes!