This is a song about "Chips and sala"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I stack chips, crack ribs, and in fact, i stack mad mack clips

After eating burgers and chips

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Stealing magazine's & chip's

When you spill out hits

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

My #dollars turn in more #chips than fucking vending machines,

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips