This is a song about "Chinese"

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

While you chinese be eating flies

Right flows down and they might go nice

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Always turning red like a chinese tomato

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

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

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

With the chinese: ching chong

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

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice