This is a song about "Dallas and tay"

I was wondering maybe

Living young and wild and free

Lookin' for these better days

Bitch show me some tay tays

This how i hear it different

Grab the scissors and saws and

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

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

And remember what i said and

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

There'd still be niggas out killing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

And i just want to hold her

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