This is a song about "Austin and ally"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And inhospitable,

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

I’m way harder than the concrete

And kill yourself and your clique

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

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

And a fridge and some broccoli

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

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

Yeah, the sex in the sack

And like to boast and brag