This is a song about "Jiazhen tan"

Delicate little tan girl

And he, what's his name, earl

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Anyone around me will get burned and get some tan lines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Yea i have a bad bitch a real nice caramel tan

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

In the sun cause i don’t tan, i burn, blood clot

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

Lay yo' ass down for the three second tan

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man