This is a song about "Chinese"

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Never really been into the ice

While you chinese be eating flies

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Then a chinese man came by, “ching ling”

Mines is family over everything

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

天使 tiānshǐ, now i'm dropping it harder, chinese