This is a song about "Booty butt cheeks"

Fuck you little pussy ur cheeks are pink, 218 bitch.

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

But i'm so smoothe like baby butt

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

The kind this kid eats/hit you wit fists n feet /2 ur lips n cheeks/

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Pick her up and then i'll let her wiggle them ass cheeks

Busta cap in your freaking butt and

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

And today we're still in chains

As this booty quakes lakes,