This is a song about "Boys and hotness"

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

A dollar and tell her to stop it i don't fuhh with boys like

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

Beat that pussy up and then i call my boys up

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

And that both of these boys, not men, will eventually pay

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Boys and girls, stop staring at the pearls.

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers