This is a song about "Hol up babygirl yeah i like dat knock da pussy out when it fight back"

By grace i knew that when i fell i'd get back up and make it through,

It's only fitting cause i'm looking super fly with you

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

Pussy so tasty i eat them up like pastries,

Am trying my best but always da same. i feel like am locked up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

I love you though i'll still fuck

Pussy must be serious (hol' up)

When i finish tappin dat ass, i pass, it around the class and say next please,

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Oh yeah, when i got pregnant, they dived out of the way like a goalie.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

How can we fight back, when we couldn't occupy it

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that