This is a song about "Fish tacos"

Mr. fish, did that too lil bish,

Fuck 2dopeboyz, all them niggas bitches

The fish was kinda smelly

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Damn a #fisher-#man, he's an ill-#manner #fish

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

I want mignon, not a mickyd's fish filet

And talking shit we gon' party all day

All along i've been casting for a better fish

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Popos to bring me some tacos while these locos looking like bozos saying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

That shit was ludicrous/ her pussy smelt like tuna-fish

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Born brit slice the competition up like fish

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace