This is a song about "Blushing"

Your blushing, cuz my fist gave you rounds of kiss tough,

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

You better go home with your weak ass moans, and bitch quit blushing,

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Conversations got you blushing

I'm doing the same thing

When you crushing, blushing

I do the right thing

When you crushing, blushing