This is a song about "She can get it too"

It's fucked up how quickly we can forget about it, too/

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

I put some cash in ya pocket

Too bad i can only fake it

So the next time she buys you clothes, she can get you a bigger bra,

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Want the title but im always fighting under card

She can literally feel it breaking apart

The game entails what we get into... but the rules change as we live it too

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

We can all change, it never too late, we need to

I'mma end it here, my haters can get their mother-facked {fucked}

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Sloppy seconds, we can get it if you with it so just hit it