This is a song about "Her lipstick smell her pussy look pierced"

Look at her figuer, i could never win her, fuck i need to get those digits,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Hey cole world, real cold world

Of course i raped her pussy first

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Her heart fights it but her pussy obsessed

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Her pussy so wet my snake almost drowned in it

Pussy niggas hungry put on like some lipstick

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip

"stop poppin' that pussy" is what i tell her

Young fly nigga, getting cash motherfucker

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced

So get up off that slave ship

Put that pussy on a petiole and her butt on trial,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal