This is a song about "Pineapple soda"

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Munchies, i blamed soda or something that i ate.

Our vision never changed, we self made

It's just my soda mixed with brown

He won't sit down, given the crown

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

Y'all motherfuckers act like you the southern soda, #big #shots,

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

I'm going off like a soda after shaking real hard

On the couch with my homies, watching comedy central with a cold soda

But it won't make no difference when i rip this verse and collaborate tonight/ and uh

All i need is a kilo, an apron

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,