This is a song about "Dat dick"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

I'mma do this fast or slow

We got dat smoke and blow

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Allah, not even dat

We got dat guns and flow

Get you high, keep it on the low

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

My lyrics move fast. call dat shit "transmit"

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

I see a tree, i got a rope. might just do suicide (fuck dat)