This is a song about "Abby and malik"

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Fuck them, fly together

Fake niggas get dial tones

And nasty remains and bones