This is a song about "Fuck her right in the pusse"

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

I'll be right back in a bit going to find a runaway and make her my bitch

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

The jiggas and the tips

Fucked her in the organs

You fuck her in the ass, oh shit that your boy manny

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

Right in her spine so it's no more moving

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

I told her she wasnt worth the dollar i spent to fuck

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Hit her and quit her, then i threw her in the river