This is a song about "Grills"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Is that my grills clench for answers of these stench patterns

I ain't about my chains and shined wheels, or those blind grills,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

I wanna buy grills so big you can put it on a crocodile smile

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

I'm sliming grills of roaches, with sprayed on disinfectants