This is a song about "Briar and taylor"

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

And i'm dizzy and spinning

But i ain't listening

And get it again and again

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

I guess i'd even settle for just taylor

Good love then i can do that for her