This is a song about "Fish chips"

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

Of all burgers the chips

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Babe you know it gets no better than this

Stealing magazine's & chip's

3m's on my new balance

I should have known from the start boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

These chalance give me balance

After eating burgers and chips