This is a song about "Natieniol her"

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

Get your paper, see you later

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

He catches her and puts her arm around her to the bathroom,

Or possibly date her, maybe even masturbate her

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Spread her, pet her with her thighs sprawled

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Doggy her favorite, blackbird her favorite

But i wrote this for her

Uh, for worse or for better

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

Her lipstick smell, her pussy look pierced