This is a song about "Orange fat lama"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

One night love: i'mma need that

Click clack with a switch fat

But anyway i want to make sure that i have to calibrate with an orange

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Spitting hot shit like a lama in some lava,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Make you see red orange yellow like its autumn

We all follow the decree of dali lama, forget

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get