This is a song about "Huge tits"

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Until your tits fall off into your lap

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Coughing up blood and choking on ya huge pride

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Not a huge fan of attacking ad nauseam

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Shoot blocks, coppin' huge rocks on the passin' hand,

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Gonna have it all, nice cars and a huge estate with a huge golden gate.

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

And the v12, that's on various trips