This is a song about "Turkey breast"

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Hand on her breast, i cop a feel

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

We share, don't wanna, cool i break, your breast, thighs, legs,

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

I do my best, puff out my chest, just like the girls with no breast,

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

How beautiful are thou, africa

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey?