This is a song about "Chips"

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

Two of her friends strip she never judge them though

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

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

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams