This is a song about "Dat ass"

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Full clip in dat tech boy fye yo ass up feed to my pets now you chopped up

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

We got dat smoke and blow

And i made it with that dope flow

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

No more weak shit comin at you hard you here dat shit

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

When i finish tappin dat ass, i pass, it around the class and say next please,

The sun gives light cause it is the window

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo