This is a song about "Girls boobs"

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Talking about the god you serve

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

The twin towers fell

Bruh, i see, girls everywhere

Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

A sister with big boobs and tight ass and a brother who go in 4th class

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks