This is a song about "Nigga lips"

The right-to-kiss his dead wife's lips

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Velociraptors, reptilian scales of snake lips,

I'm neo in the matrix

Darker than a fucka lips

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

My bars are a fluent fit / a confusing mix exiting my spewing lips

The blunt that's lit, burnt me quick and blood gushed from my crusty lips

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

Silicone bitches got the confidence

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Finish the day with joints on our lips

If they don't understand wrap lips around my clit bitch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge