This is a song about "No tits"

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Songs all about bitches tits.

My team getting digits

My cumb’s all up and on your tits

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Every damn shirt you own is a shirt for showin' off your tits,

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips