This is a song about "Shag me up"

You can't keep up with me

And niggas flashing crazy

Trying to keep up with me

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Trin to tell me get my game up,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

They woke me up, brought me hope for me to carry

Hold up let me readjust

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

She needs to call me up.

I know you're mad, but so what

Waiting for me to fuck up

I thought it'd get better but

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

In an ashtray, you mean the ones that you shag and thats gay so i'll leave