This is a song about "A girl and her short denim skirt"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

My bars will make your chest inflate and when i see you girl ill leave her in a state

Boy i always pearl the spliff and keep a girl to twirl her hips

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Until the see-saw cuts a skirt of a fake

That fire flow the finest women i adore

I swear i never met a girl like her before

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Even if the girl crys and say her pussy hurts

To why i have a bad girl good girl i cant find her

If u believe that, nigga you is dumb as ever

Destined to win, get respect where i live

A girl like her, makes a sweet, loving wife.

And once i met a good girl

And he, what's his name, earl