This is a song about "Leopard print"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Print a receipt out my ass crack for you to eat.

From the back seat, back seat

Leopard kicks on my feet

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

Drops her in a spot only a leopard sees

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Cause he tried to buy my soul but he forgot to read the print

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Shady like a leopard that's why i always stay in my own sector

The tragic which nas topped// read my fucking blue print// hova changed up lanes

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep