This is a song about "Belt buckle"

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Bitch you aint on ma level your below my belt

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Get your seat belt on bitch, we're doing this my way

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Or do you buckle your knees when you're hit,

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

One last shot, this time below the belt