This is a song about "Booty looks good"

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

It only looks so far away

For us to find our way

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

Word, absence will make the heart grow

So before i go, you should harvest food

Looks like he wasn't in a good mood

Because it looks like your moving slow mo

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Hit me up for a booty call.

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

Kid who always looks mad

It ain't like that