This is a song about "Booty hole"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

As this booty quakes lakes,

While working on my mistakes

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

I'm so tired of this i could blow, fire in the hole

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty