This is a song about "Pumpkin latte"

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

With a coffee and we end it like

Cause another innocent died

He always was troubled since six and a half,

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

I just wanna take you out for coffee tell you things are okay

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

Baby, you got that super bass

You don't even know half

Y'all sippin' in champagne, while we're just drinkin' coffee

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

You saying you want coffee

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on