This is a song about "Got your girl screaming like"

Your girl look like she need to chill

I'm gon remember her, but still

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

All these boys screaming ,girl just drop it low

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Put your girl on my body like i wore her

"hey girl, i like your face. and i want a taste"

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Got your girl in my lambo, she likes it, she knows