This is a song about "I might let her fuck"

But i dont really love her man, i just wunna fuck her

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

I let her fuck the homies while i blow them trees

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

It was strapped with rapt but i let her have it

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Forget the attic, i fuck her in her basement, the hidey hole

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Man shut the fuck up, and let me do what i do

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

I told her she wasnt worth the dollar i spent to fuck

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Fuck her (i wish i did)

My bitches fuck me good