This is a song about "Ya pussy stank"

We both grown and i dont care

Giving nigers my stank eye stare

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Your pussy like a trigger,

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

These pussy ass artists

Whilst i finger ya till your pussy swells, it was swell until it smelled,

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

With a honey in the middle

My pussy is a pistol

I put that nigga in his casket

You can save the pussy shit