This is a song about "Saints r"

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

You chose a gay r&b beat? are you a psychopath?

All my nigears r in the projects

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

Y’all ain’t the praising saints with the perfect angel’s face,

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

L y r i to the c

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Cause all i want is you, baby

But r u sure cause u make me daisy

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Like an r&b singer, bitch i'm a believer,

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

Like hard in the paint, no saints in sight