This is a song about "Who booty"

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Unless its a booty calls comin from the stalls

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Then im lookin forward to that crazy booty call

Big ass grabing on that booty, a lil diffrent is how my crew be,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Bitches shake their booty

What them tippers don't see

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

A fly nigga, i keep having the gravity grievous

Hit the big booty bitch in the mouth, it's so hilarious

And no longing for dates

As this booty quakes lakes,