This is a song about "Ranch dressing"

Like a salad no dressing

Why not me the same thing

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Step back to the dressing room

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Acting like a god. dressing up so elegant

Flying fine ese, here's wine as dressing time divine

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

More beef than a cattle ranch

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

She uses my nut like salad dressing