This is a song about "Telecommunicate ass"

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Baby, you got that super bass

Big tits and a big ass

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Kiss my ass, cuz my ass made this money.

A couple of hookers, nice ass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

And ill bus a cap in your ass

Cause you're most likely to crash

Just put your hand on the glass

I splash your dirty ass,

Baby got that super bass

I'll pop a cap on you ass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

I'm just taking names, then i'm kickin' ass//