A single vocalist delivers a rapid, explicit rap verse packed with boastful sexual imagery and vivid metaphors. The lyrics compare encounters to musical instruments, sports, and everyday objects like trombones and cheesesteaks to emphasize intensity and dominance.
Make us say when I walk through the door make your bitch stop and stare like I've been here before she said you can't stop her she grown she home alone like she is 18 years old she screams she blew my dick like a trombone now it's my favorite song so if you hear me moaning that just means I'm singing along your lady caught in a dream state she love the way we play she just suck, fuck smoke and eat yeah she stuck in the replay but there is no EA sports no courts, no field but the bed is where we play she had a late night last night probably gon sleep late she woke up hungry as fuck I slitted a cheesesteak she say we gon be late yeah hot as a microwave you hot as ice capades I got your bitch pussy wet and rolled it like a tidal wave cave yo chest in if you misbehave then drop your lady back off smelling like after shave after shock I'm a pop like the lightning came then clear everything up like new wiper blades.
