This is a song about "Big breasts"

And my name too big, and my gang too big

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Cause you're most likely to crash

Big tits and a big ass

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Motivated just from being broke

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Her breasts were pressed against my wry palms

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

You saw roy with his head between two breasts,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,