This is a song about "Mcdonalds ice cream cones"

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Down in miami, with a super ho team

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Police setting up roadblocks with cones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream