This is a song about "Chat"

Cause me nd you bout to have a lil' chat

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Chat you up you come to my place for a ration

We hang at school and chat every night

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

Straight harmonious chit chat about

Go and chat them up ask them if they wanna chill

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look

I don't chit chat and do the same shit that my hater would

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Been teased by the devil, hated in rappad chat

My flow is picturesque, picture this like snap chat

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap