This is a song about "Her lips"

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

So i could shine like other kinds with my lips

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

Missing her beautiful lips touching mine, making her pur

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

She put her lips around the motherfucking hookah bong

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

They were the perfect couple, they'd always lock lips

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Finish the day with joints on our lips

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

He's angry, maybe cause he wants a dick in his big lips