This is a song about "Yoga pants"

Two for the pads, and two to take down your momma's pants

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

If u keep takin dollars out they pants

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

To the same plant, and the same pants

You can pick the next room

I'm a tiny pants goon

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

I'll put you in a coma shoot you in yoga you drink dicks like cola...

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh