This is a song about "Lindsey s tits"

The ones that have the big tits

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Enforce, i'm elegant and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

The board ceo, i'm glad you all

Her tits are fucking small

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Those tits im gonna squeeze

No key for release

Thinks he's the tits but that crap's fallacious, tremendously heinous

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Until your tits fall off into your lap

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that