This is a song about "Barf"

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Known for throwing up so ima vomit on this beat

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

Imma just chuck in a couple of random words

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me

One night love: i'mma need that

You could chuck all of his shit

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Ill solid bars that make you vomit

Profile, damn i'm digging your style, we can start slow now

Accustomed to the consistency like dammit how