This is a song about "Sippel laps"

Got your girl on her laps with my cum all on her face smeared

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

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Around you ill run laps and swim trough your belly flaps

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

Mom's stressed from two dads, putting more crap on her laps

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Running shit and i need more laps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Life on a fast lane infinity laps

We getting money, you can face the facts

Race laps of mad collabs like im runnin the autobahn,

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Till the day i die i'm running laps around these wiretaps