This is a song about "Nipple twists"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols

Like a grown child actress flashin her nipple, a sold soul, need to sit i'm full,

Yea say that i am whack cause i really don't mind ill be getting busy ragging your

Action packed nipple squeezin', boy colder than sniffle season.

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

I grabbed my pocket knife and sliced off her right nipple

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

We can never be friends

Tree branch of twists and bends,

That you won't decay even after the twists and turns

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

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