This is a song about "Peanut butter and jelly"

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Where i found a butter knife, it was dull but different.

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

We're barely making dollars at our peanut jobs, close to me,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Her lips and my dick, they stick together like a nutter butter

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes