This is a song about "Booty eating"

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

So pretty mama make that booty accessible/

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

No rations or resources for eating//

Take ur booty ass...and bitch plz start to run...

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

And i ain't got what it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,

Hit me up for a booty call.

Just as you rose you will fall

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,