This is a song about "Going to work with a bag of cookies"

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Bag of clips, i'm an addict, i like to spit kicks,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

, now u laid it down like its meant to roll, two wheels and a bag

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

I'm a beat ya with a funny track i got from my garbage bag

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips