This is a song about "Booty lips"

When you spill out hits

Darker than a fucka lips

I read a cops lips once

Lately been writing poems

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Id run for miles just for a smile and kiss her lips

Booty meat shaking in a groovey street

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

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

Than 40 year old rappers talking about gucci

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

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Like a myme trying to get his point across moving his lips.

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips