This is a song about "Me and bryanna having sex"

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Grown men never should bite their tongue

Call me malcolm sex or tyson

Im jus sitting and having a perk

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

So don't come at me, all i can think of is having a gun at me and killers behind me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Having sex till four o'clock in the mourn but u still checking your phone

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

Hopefully, life reverses without me having to inverse it

South sex? bet i will but not me i just collect the bill i got a hot chick and mass

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass