This is a song about "My bish"

My summertime sunshine

Lady g, willy b in time

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

And the judge never knew which substance i used

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Careless world drop, pewm, then im out

Inferior, but i'm nice

See my pain through my eyes,

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure