This is a song about "Pussy lip"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Always biting his teeth, his outer lip was shrouded with countless slits

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Suddenly woken by his mom at the crack of dawn but didn't give him any lip

No it ain't easy

I think you're a pussy

I know my calling's worth like phone card

You bite my lip cause you like to leave your mark,

Breath held tight, biting your lip, and your dead by night/

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

Pussy ass bitch, or do you prefer pussy ass snitch.