This is a song about "Grill"

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Road kill grill on a track these rappers dead to me

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

She got me going, i’m all in, fifty stories, i’m falling

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

But the magic part at the magic grill you gon be starvin in like 2 hour

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

This is for the magic grill where noodle dreams are made

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate