This is a song about "Sugar kiss"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Sugar coated bars sweeter than a kit kat

So chase the air hide your stash

So you can kiss my ass

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

I gota lady but these bitches want a kiss

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

And made twerk like miley and give my ass a good kiss

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Why came to me so bliss askin a niggah for a kiss

Stop feeding so much sugar to ya damn kids

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby