This is a song about "Pistachio mustache cream cheese"

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

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Ain't no women at the shows

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Fake niggas get dial tones

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

This a roaster, bitch

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

I'm the head coach of the team

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Stuck on the cream like bavaria

36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina