This is a song about "Mimosa"

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

You really liked tomato soup, so i went in to make tomato soup

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Is bein' mean, showin' lean, triple beams, easy green,

Down in miami, with a super ho team

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Better then ceaser salad.

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,