This is a song about "Booty so good"

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Im so good i need no tag team

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Treated you so good but now imma jew

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

I wanna real life big booty hoe, so i can have her strip and put on a show,

Got so much money and booty call it pirate loot

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Flow so good, fuck them critics

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Here's my account, son, of why i rap so good,

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

And no longing for dates

As this booty quakes lakes,

So i made him disappear for good

Whole lotta money, big tip i would