This is a song about "Nipple slip"

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Drivin' somethin' that you ain't, top off, suck a nipple

Hey baby girl what it look like

Did someone slip me fucking cyanide?

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

From shift to shift, i slip right in, don't you dare resist

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Trying not to slip i'm trying not to stumble

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

But the same deposition take it every time

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Maybe from my ass maybe from my third nipple,