This is a song about "Cup of coffee"

Off of the third blunt i burnt up with my purp cup,

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

You saying you want coffee

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

This ain't yo cup of tea get out my fuckin face

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Feeling like he was living in a ditsy cup.. (ditsy cup..)

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Money i make em buck

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

The form of a zombie 'n' but with too much coffee, folly hobby, too floppy.

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut