This is a song about "Yea cup"

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Open wide, and open up, knock that pussy out like last cup

And let the beat play

"like shakie made it yea"

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Catch me with cup full of lean

Come see real niggas on my team

With some weed and a cup

I love you though i'll still fuck

Shouldn't of said yes to what was inside that cup

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

I'm boasting, throwing ton of bucks; my flowing holds a double cup