This is a song about "Asian noodles"

With oodles of noodles of money paper on my pasta,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Prufrock going noodles in this bitch like spaghetti

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Her eyes stay low call her asian

Occasion when i'm blazin asian and no drops to fade it with

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

And pray to be an asian and stand proud, but til then i'm shook

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

I'm just another asian who you see as

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

America will find a way to eliminate the problem

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell

And my eyes stay tight like i'm asian, well