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

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Fuck her screamin i hate cha

No matter who gon' show up i make em move over

Put in work, let me see ya twerk (i bang her)

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

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

Sucka, i let the whole rebel gang fuck her

Right now, freestyle or write down, whatever

Neither black nor white

Fuck you know this song might

Fuck her (i wish i did)

X came through, caught lighter fluid

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

I should have said something i should have let her know

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

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever