This is a song about "Poker chips"

All green nigga pick six

Of all burgers the chips

My talent should take me places i've never been

Are we playing poker, what is your emotion,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Poker eyes have you hooked an ima begin the reel

This aint no mediocre joker playing poker its a soldier no closure

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

For a bit of weed and chips

She likes the way it hits her lips

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

You're very attractive, and notice that

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip