This is a song about "Eat her ass"

Cuz imma fucked up nigga, fuck her in the ass then i ate her for dinner

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Slap her ass, like i slap a puck

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Print a receipt out my ass crack for you to eat.

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Shes called the twerk queen, when her ass is flatter than someone turnin thirteen,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Cause her sorry little ass couldn't care less/

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Until they get the munchies and say "i want a dime" crazy ass you can't eat a

Lexxie want me to eat her cause it happy hour, applebee's, u shower,

My climate is way higher then lindsay lohan nostrils on powder

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.