This is a song about "She slipped"

Bring the keys, oh my god

She loves me she loves me not

I got a big fear of flying

She say she tired of lying

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

This bitch is going crazy but i dont recall if acid was slipped,

When she sees me she might have babies

Five shots she ready to leave

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

Residing to weed, he was frightened to sleep as the hours slipped

Super size future conversations be like hella high dropping beats no retreat sweeten up the weekend

I headbutted a bitch for sucking my dick to rough when her clitoris iched she said she slipped,

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

So i slipped my pickle in her eye