This is a song about "Crushing on her"

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Have her touchin her toes on the back of the two seater/

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Fuck you if you feelin' different

And make her fall on her face and

Take her to my place put a rag on her face and pour water on it/

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

And make her fall on her face and don't be a retard

Leave all they clothes on, baby this ain't so hard

But girl you got me open

The girly got zen on her tongue

Love my women with high heels and high standards

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

Get ma bitch on her knees, an i tell her suck then//

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them