This is a song about "Lettuce wrap"

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Frigid when ripping through rhythms like lettuce to a rabbits teeth

Stackin that lettuce since way way back when

I'll never call you bitch again

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

I used a people magazine as a blunt wrap,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

You just got jacked and body snatched and it's a wrap

I'm from the number one place on the map

Right inside of the imprinted wrap

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

The problem is that his subconscious likes to wrap

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

If they don't understand wrap lips around my clit bitch