This is a song about "Mochi ice cream"

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

They can not pause like right one sega

Stuck on the cream like bavaria

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Respect equality and a right to make cream

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,