This is a song about "Asian homies"

Homies don't flow like they used to

Shawty can i taste you

My asian immigrant parents had something to prove

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Homies lost their cool-funky flow

Wale dc said we on joe

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

3 homies chilling making classics

I pimp slap every single one of my asian hoes,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

I told him get his 9 and run

Kinda like maths and asian