This is a song about "Tea pary"

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

If you're beggin for mercy ya barkin up the wrong tree, rap obviously ain't yo cup of tea

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Ice tea and skittles, ima share it like my last supper

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Queen b would have you servin tea/

So pretentious with no potential

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

Drink your ice tea and enjoy geting beaten by me

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Spittin you out like some low-caloric tea i hated