This is a song about "In the grass icy"

Gotta make that cash

They all snakes in the grass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Everlasting never in the dirt or grass

We laze on the grass like cows and calfs (calves),

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Taking grass from chieftains breaking ass in certain regions

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Icy kash with the song, it's me, ain't no doubt.

There must be another route, way out

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass