This is a song about "Pumpkin spice latte"

Catch you up on places i've been

Im huntin, smash that pussy pumpkin

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

I bring the spice, it's nice, strife and hype, a trife life,

For all the flips imma add a little spice.

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

All day we blow trees, we'll spice your life up

U lack the spice, black n' white like bank robbers be

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see