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

Yo, heres a paper bag,

Where the black girls get their weaves back

I'm from the number one place on the map

You're fuckin' with the fifi bag

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

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

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

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

It's way past the work of a doctor,

I thought i recognized her

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

I'm going to bring a world of pain to them