This is a song about "Winky faces"

Let's have a toast for this new love

There's no color just faces

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

Many faces, trading places, diggin' graves, slaves patient,

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

All new faces, leave no traces

A world comsumed by the book of faces

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

She can make a pimp fall in love

I only roll with the real

Motherfucking faces , we deal

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Wear them niggas faces as masks during robberies