This is a song about "Cup of lea"

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Slap it on a butty, ten foot thick, then wash it all down with a cup of sick

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Screw up the cup, i'm on

That's word to my mom

I guess you'd probably choke on a cup of coke

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

With some weed and a cup

She said i'm ready to fuck

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup