This is a song about "Saggy breasts"

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

You saw roy with his head between two breasts,

Will get him exposed off the top... call him mardi.. gras and breasts!

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

She screamed 'fuck yes' / until i bust on her breasts

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Her breasts were pressed against my wry palms

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Spose ill snort coke off the breasts

To increase my ends

And you aint got no breasts

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

Here i go again, falling in love