This is a song about "Gettin head"

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

A baby basket hound gettin lashed,

That we can't forget the past

You dried instead of gettin damp,

Quick to grab the fifth and just fire

And we'd be gettin higher

Gettin weak all in my knees

Cause there'll never be peace

Champagne sippin gettin back from downtown

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Gettin buried in a white gown

Double mg shit, i put the set down