This is a song about "My stripper is upfor grabs"

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

It ain't always up for grabs so i'm glad i'm never wasting that

And losin all his money

My own unknown is my enemy,

Deep throat a stripper then hit her and quitter,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

With a broken front bump - er tryna get a stripper as

This is my original, my validation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

This what my thought sound is

They are the coaches in this

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Grabs me by the colla, reminds me of my color,