This is a song about "Your girl wan my bae but she cant hve him"

Your girl said she wanted to play in my sand

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

You can be me with your girl, but she playing son

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.

Somebody call my girl she needs to relax

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Your girl on her knees "praying" but she give a mean blowjob

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Ask your girl she sittin there lookin faceless

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

With your girl gettin' handy, but you know how she can be

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Got your girl in my lambo, she likes it, she knows