This is a song about "Milk cookies soda chips"

We love for a while then a light goes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Uppity bitches, handling business

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I milk this game like udders, kill these faggots utterly.

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda

These niggas wanna be scarface, i'm with sosa

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Chunky bits were the result of those puffy chips

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

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