This is a song about "French fries"

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

A bunch of fries coming fresh off the luncheon dines

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

And dont forget the fries

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Dump that bitch in the sly

Munching fries... slurping sprite to quench my thirst

Look, cole world, still a cold world

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I got 20 thousand views of french itself