This is a song about "Plastic tits"

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Put the gold in a heater make it melt like plastic

Wrap you in saran plastic,

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

So pass the mic so i can melt it like plastic

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

You bars aint real dawg,they feel so plastic

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

Tie any enemy up with plastic and rope

And all she wants is to dance

So calm ya tits sit back and relax

Or who did, cause i did

These rappers are plastic