This is a song about "Stomach"

Came on her stomach, pull out, never fronting

And now the present got you struggling

He knows that the world cant stomach him

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Money ain't a thing

Yo damn stomach churning

I'm going insane, ever since yesterday my stomach has been turning,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Can't tell, my im so hungry my stomach hurt

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

My stomach hurts so i'm lookin' for a purse to snatch

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar