This is a song about "Sippin on some"

Hes got on some crips kicks

The jiggas and the tips

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

Sippin' on the glass, gettin' higher like the rent is due,

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

On the dock sittin' while liquor bottle sippin'

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

And some some of my wishes that i dream on

I'm a regular guy i'm like some of you. jus wanna be sippin on a brew

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

Sippin' lean, crack on triple beams, now i'm doin' things,

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings