This is a song about "Katy cant pull"

Could i make you my baby

You cant leech me, you cant speech me,

Pushing in my mama van

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

I'll pull out my fencing sword

All you need is your passport

I pull my dick out for free tastings

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

And i pull my trigger

We just looking in the mirror

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Just a little push and i got a lot of pull

God damn pull out my racks

For setting up traps

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Pull out the weed, put the top back