This is a song about "Cherry lips"

Killing these niggas off quick

Rubbing off these cracked lips like chap stick

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Where you welcome to problems

I read a cops lips once

Look that is a typical bar trip watch her pants slip while she dances kissin lips

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

My lips are twisted i talk like moaning

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

The blunt that's lit, burnt me quick and blood gushed from my crusty lips

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot