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

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

But when i fuckin' go, lucifer will probably have my soul

The devil got me kissin on her neck just right

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

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

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

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

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

To tell certain people to get the fuck out right now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

As she approached the door, her dad was right in front of her,

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

I'm right in the mind state

Redbox flow and i do not date