This is a song about "Hand cream"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

We self-made but never is an i on the team

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

Like being garbage some type of disease

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Respect equality and a right to make cream

Just before they seen my money in the green

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

Well maybe just that one motive, you know about cream

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team