This is a song about "Big tit"

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Produces more liquid than a pregnant bitches tit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

On trial for possession of some chronic

These wussies pretending to stand big

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

I'll fuckin slice your tit off with a meat cleaver and stab you in the head so much

And my dick is just that big!

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic