This is a song about "No ass"

I bury lightning in your ass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

If you know like i know, you should lie low

If you ain't got no ass bitch wear a poncho

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

A couple of hookers, nice ass

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

To the same kiss ass guys 'n, who have no idea who was the first to comply it

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates

But for that, i gotta bust my ass no more charades.

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Stupid-ass, he been in the game like basketball, but no,

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow