This is a song about "Sexy lips"

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

But let something i don't like slip past your lips

Got my foot on the gas

Thick lips and a sick class

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Body so sexy, she could never let me down

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

So i could shine like other kinds with my lips

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Go back to your toys, y'all ain't sexy.

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three