This is a song about "Butter ghee"

Making this butter off these bloodsuckers

Talking about the god you serve

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Smooth like butter, till you start to stutter

And let them lames get your old number

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

You're nothing but a butter knife stopping a gun

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

But now i see myself on stage,spitting like its fire leaving the mic in flames

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Flow smoother than paula deena butter