This is a song about "Fine corinthian leather"

(the whoever has the ooze leather is band together.)

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

But no worries its fine

Would look at us all the time

Spies are my brethren, stand with the leather skin,

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

The first one, i pull turns you into severed leather,

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

To pretend that everythings fine

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

I leave a hater like he lost a watermelon fight

Leather seats in that ride from the streets with that pride

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

A dominatrix freak n leather