This is a song about "Gravy and chips"

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

I’m first class on my trip trip

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

After eating burgers and chips

The nets could go 0 for 82 and i'd look at you like this shit gravy

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

I should have known from the start boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Here mashing these beats and pouring the lyrical gravy

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance