This is a song about "Churros and llamas"

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Grab the scissors and saws and

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

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Living young and wild and free

And nasty remains and bones

I got alotta phones

Ya'll wife and white knight her

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

Shout out them strippers who hustle

And inhospitable,

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Nightmare on any street

And stop playing hide and seek,