This is a song about "Spit"

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

I spit raps like tobacco

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Meditation spliff hit, to increase my interesting spit

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Release a long yawn when rappers spit

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

Then play you all my latest shit

It pumps propane, and as i spit,

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Got a electrical eel type spit

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Another love song about shit

And with every new verse that i spit

You talkin nonsense we let that baretta spit

For the next one to call me up talking that shit