This is a song about "Milk cookies chips"

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

This is my game and im stackin up poker chips,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

For a bit of weed and chips

I only got four minutes

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Watch me chew his ass out like a bag of chips

Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence