This is a song about "Stroop waffle"

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Then i dropped a classic, in lyric standpoint

You, you, you have to pay for that

I talk about real shit

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Never interrupt , i let my haters talk,

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Top dropped down, black on black

Sneak up on attack

Apprently i talk way to much, but.... i like to talk

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Don't harbour cut throats, blades and sticks with sinnin' intentions

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence