This is a song about "Colostomy bags"

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Hit my peak, think i need a drink, cotton so bad call me joe. twist those bags rollin in dough.

She wear a scarf, louis v to be exact

Got a scholarship, my bags were packed

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Man it’s the killer tracks

I want millions of body bags

I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

In fact my past is the raddest, filled with bags of grass and captain caps

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.