This is a song about "Dat bitch"

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

You can disown him or stone him

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla

Got ya bitch if she pitch ima hit dat nigga,

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

You're not usin' your brain

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Flat ass, true dat, a sex addict wouldnt tap dat,

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

I got dat cheddar nice to the letter write whats better

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

Tyler the creator invented some new shit