This is a song about "The dirtiest thing you could imagine on yo girls face"

And truthfully girl you really make my day

The next thing you gon have on your chest is a bouquet

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

Top dollars and girls(do you see, if we just stop, we could be on top),

I laugh in yo face niqqa you got nuttin on me

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Pinned in the face, you could see the rage,

Now i see you talking on the phone to all the other girls

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

You lost as soon as you showed up at the gate with that pussy hole on your face

In a fashion no one could ever imagine

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Twerk twerk, smirk on the face,

Lookin' for these better days