This is a song about "G spot"

Find the g spot even when the clit tight/

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Since i put you on the spot

He say, she say, oh my god

I'm a grade a o g

And its simple as that baby

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Make her scream my name, thats the g spot

On hip hop and grime my g,

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

You see him as a god

Lil young boi, up in the spot

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Kill streak one hundred and eighty three in the caption spot

So im take take my money buy spot

We popping bottles, it don't stop