This is a song about "Teck on the dresser"

It's not about what she has or what's in her dresser

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

So, just tell me something about yourself

My shit on the radio your shit on the shelf

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

Reaches for the razor in the dresser drawer, oh god this can't be good

Go back to your dresser, i'll examine you, i'm a lyrical professor,

Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

And on the 7th day, focus on seeing the light

Duck duck, say goose

Saw the bombs on the news