This is a song about "Yung lean arizona ice tea and sad boys"

Drink your ice tea and enjoy geting beaten by me

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

And muthafuck the quota

My led hot like arizona/

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

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

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

With shards of ice and glass

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

And yung jay too, bitch stop biting, 'cuz i'm calling you out,

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

Gotta make that cash

With shards of ice and glass

You ain't never seen

And i sip on the lean