This is a song about "Lime chips"

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Your lime ricks, can't handle my click/

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

This bastard spits bits of acid chips and half ass the shit

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

, piercing the skin of ranked lime, as if that meant something

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

For a bit of weed and chips

I'm neo in the matrix