This is a song about "Sugar tits"

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Suffer is your worth you're ducking sperm tits jiggling

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Until your tits fall off into your lap

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Gawking and stalking this blonde chick with nice tits/

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those