This is a song about "Billon bag"

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

The proverbial lemonade that i made

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

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

High as shit, i’m in a booth

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Maskin up to bag this up- getting that black ops dough

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

Displacin' my tears cause somebody tossed my bag

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Fed up, so pack your bag is what you choose to do