This is a song about "Booty breath"

Yo breath so bad you need a breath mint.

If you feel it, it must be real just

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Wastin all my goddamn breath

I can taste the salt from my tears

Hit me up for a booty call.

I don’t do nothing but ball

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Go back under water, gotta catch my breath

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say