This is a song about "Mcdonalds chips"

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Proposing naked in the opening of mcdonalds

For a bit of weed and chips

All green nigga pick six

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

That boy dil flip more meat than the mcdonalds i was workin at

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

I'm tired of mcdonalds, want a chick that cook chicano

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that