This is a song about "Frito lay 1975"

Put a eighth on lay away

So close i could give flip a play

Shook ones? lay 'em down like wet cement,

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I'm rolling down the window

Then i lay down on my nice pillow

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

Rest in peace, and watch over me at night as i lay

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Watch them get they monica on all day

In the back trunk, half dead ya lay

Not to mention wale is on the way

Gotta lay low in the future mane

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame