This is a song about "Cocain in my ass"

Bullet in your ass! my fur is bulletproof, you lose when i tell the truth, through

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

I bury lightning in your ass

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

I’ll work my ass off, until i’ve got a face in the game/

No broke niggas in my circle we at the top , ill body yo ass and have choppa dropped

Some love makin' and homecookin'i'll see ya laterit don't take alot to keep a nigga hard

These fruity ass rappers sit quite well in my tummy

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

You bitch ass niggas know my name, i'm in that bentley fire flame

Got my foot on the gas

Kicked out on my own ass