This is a song about "Coca cola"

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

And fif’ here to lick on that coca-cola shit

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Come get a taste, of the these coca lines

Be it spoken sugarcoated or zero coca coke, you're still just livin', dreaded fodder

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

With corrupt leaders and those overseers in the coca fields,

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Slangin a coke without the cola

My all gold rolly or the