This is a song about "La mamunia"

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Used to call me the african don dada

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Fuck yeah, wear these la peregrina pearls, treat them well

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot