This is a song about "Push pops"

You blow harder than my pops snow blower

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Push them down my elevators

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Cuz ill be the fucking best shout out to my pops

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

The lyrical lizard lickin lollipops, poppin molly pops

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Or the shutters till your head pops reddish colors.

Girl listen, trying to position

And your buttons im get to push in,

Jt: fuck each others moms

In your butt it slips 'n' pops.

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Your wig will get push back so don't push that