This is a song about "Bag of chips"

Lil prps like 3 digits

Of all burgers the chips

Everybody's droppin' got me knockin' on heaven's doorand all my memories, of seein' brothers bleed

Its the penelty as i body bag at the end of the semesters fuck a label i don't need

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Bong rips and my bag of the best buds

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix