This is a song about "Gravy and chips"

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

For a bit of weed and chips

I only got four minutes

My life accelerated, but had to wait my turn

As the chips fall its all you got , to make em learn

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow