This is a song about "Fuck her right int he pussy"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Shove it all up in her pussy

Her heart fights it but her pussy obsessed

One parent above, the other live scared

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Pussy nigga want it he aint even know he was on scope

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

But after a drink its her pussy he was hurting,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Eat her pussy out like its veggie soup/

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Getting exotic pussy, might fuck me a dolphin

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

So get up off that slave ship