This is a song about "Burger flipper"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Last time you had beef was when you went to burger kings

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

And cook her so you can serve her in a special spicy burger

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Way out hand running to burger king

A lovely outer surface

Dolla burger me fuck a flea circus

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Go burger king on life's ass as this hanging rope leaves me to fall.

People love hodgy i hate you though

Even went large like a burger king combo

And it smells like burger king.

Let my angel sing

And you know i paint that picture

Flipping up these comments call me flipper