This is a song about "Bag of milk"

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

This is love, nothing else close

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

And smoke wannabe emcess like a bag of cabbage

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And these two, other sloos, sucking my dick for a bag of jewels

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Shout out them strippers who hustle