This is a song about "Chat tea"

Always ask to video chat first, and always suspect the worst,

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Boston, threw the tea overboard

Competition on the court

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Make it large sized and my drink a sweet tea

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

Cause me nd you bout to have a lil' chat

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

From all this tea cause in reality

My flow is picturesque, picture this like snap chat

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

And getting money is the song i sing

To when we used to chat, wondering