This is a song about "Muffins tits cats cocks beer"

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Amir better be up in here cuz hes gotta buy the beer,

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Drinking a forty ounce beer

We put a wreath on niggas' career

You're the king of cocks

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

All green nigga pick six

She sucks quick i lick her tits

Go to s c take on the game cocks

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Her tits are fucking small

Make sure to give them my all