This is a song about "White chocolate"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

About some tyga beef shit

I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Show me that it's alright

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

"damn, watch that white boy play."

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

I fucks with her the long way she don't really wanna' stay

Wino might find yo' sight

The do’s and don’ts are black and white

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns