This is a song about "Booty lips"

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

Darker than a fucka lips

When you spill out hits

So pretty mama make that booty accessible,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Thick lips and a sick class

I can barely wipe my ass

So here i am at the store for some chips

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

The right-to-kiss his dead wife's lips

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks