This is a song about "Get them girls"

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Leave them like toes in sandals get, split,

Grab some drinks and girls time to get gnarly

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Young girls wanna get huge butts soon / nobody has got idols to look up to

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Girls that i get, they a ten i see.

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Yeah i catch the girls watching me ball wanting to get in on the action but i

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Take them all off when we get home like goddam i'm blessed

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad