This is a song about "At ass"

Baby, you got that super bass

That are targeted at your ass.

I thought i'd finish his ass at summer jam too

You're my reflection and all i see is you

My garments shouldn’t be here, i’m somewhere near the future

Looks at that young ass and thinks to do nothing but kill her

I could think of a couple positions for you

I be fly and a slick ass too, come at! what chu gon' do?

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Take a crack at battling me, you'll be out back with my notepad up your damn ass

A couple of hookers, nice ass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Your life is a product of trash

While i rise take your ass

I'm not going to swing at your weak-ass pitches

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches