This is a song about "Booty shirt"

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

And im not puffin on the green or snorting (ish) white as pearl

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Hit me up for a booty call.

This a different motor man better go to work

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Vomited on this teacher's t shirt, he asked me to leave

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Big booty girls whining on me so slow

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

I'm sensitive, i can feel hurt, just by you shitting on my shirt/

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday