This is a song about "Grabbing ass"

And plus i've got the grass you lack, niggas, i be grabbing ass,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

A couple of hookers, nice ass

I can get straight to the cash

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I was being an ass

Grabbing heads, ripping out dreads to lock them with

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Kicked out on my own ass

Baby got that super bass

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

My hands grabbing everything in sight, and my pants sagging,

Toilet paper to wipe my ass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops