This is a song about "Fur"

Come here i’m about to take you higher

I fucking cut off your dogs fur

I’m throwing hundreds at kod, a little paper

Remember hugging her with her coat soft with fur

Bullet in your ass! my fur is bulletproof, you lose when i tell the truth, through

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

He's weird and got lice stuck up his fur

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

Your punches to satan are like loose fur that just tickles

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Im colder than guccis burr, my style is more expensive versace fur!

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

My pockets got paper on paper

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

I go hard in the paint, you soft as fur - chinchilla