This is a song about "This dick in your mouth"

Cause when you try to sound it out, it leaves a sour taste in your mouth.

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Champagne is on the house, cocaine is in your mouth, your neck is knotted

Taste the bitter in your mouth when freedom did fall

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Stop spittin on this mic please, spend it on your boyfriends dick

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Gushing from your throat and your mouth

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

For either rock in your pants the crack or best dick

Got yo girl in this dick

Baby am i slick