This is a song about "Cheetah print"

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Cause he tried to buy my soul but he forgot to read the print

Print a receipt out my ass crack for you to eat.

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

My bitch get on all fours, like a cheetah,

Im no angel, my hoes like a sega

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

Should read the small print here's a small hint,

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes