This is a song about "Potato cats"

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound

I'm mixed, bringing latvian potato skills and latino heat

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs