This is a song about "Black and yellow chain"

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you

Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Spit it sick and rip it up, don't need your dang chain,

Yo, i'll bet she be back

And i thought i was black

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

Let me tell what it was like, the shoe, it was nice and yellow too

And put wack rappers on a island with a chain to the neck

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Double m g forever though

My dads deadpool and my mom black widow

Yellow tape up and now your minds shocked

And i don't make no bed rock

Love my women with high heels and high standards

They smoke black and wear black hats, with red shirts,