This is a song about "Flexing lizards mcdonalds"

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Flexing metal to the pedal with the ghetto behind,

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Flexing so hard, i'm gonna bust a vain

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Take out the mcdonalds,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

So i'll probably end up working at mcdonalds, spittin' this rage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz