This is a song about "Chinese dyna"

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

My eyes chinese, got me looking at rights through a slit

But if i'm wrong

With the chinese: ching chong

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

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

Chromed-out mansion in paradise

While you chinese be eating flies

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

So my eyes are lookin chinese, i'm so sedated

Eyes low chinese im feelin' like i must be

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree