This is a song about "Fanny lips"

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Dont ask me howard ill smack dwight of ya lips

Locked behind lips that acted like gates

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

Like a myme trying to get his point across moving his lips.

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

These rappers stay giving me lips so i tell em below me

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Flowing on this beat like diarrhea from my lips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Thick lips and a sick class

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done