This is a song about "French fties"

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

These french pancakes give me the crepes

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop

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

You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

I got 20 thousand views of french itself

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/