This is a song about "Cinnamon rolls"

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

And they spin on my dick cinnamon swirls

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

You're a synonym for shit on a stick sprinkled with some cinnamon

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Cinnamon tone women and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Slit throat put a wide hole in ya skull bigger then the size of ring rolls.

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

See these lights got me on another level