This is a song about "Dat flo"

Flo flo flow bad like i'm mad

Whether teddy or pat

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

With my red p hat, nigga you know we back

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Ice melts into rain

Like a small garage in your backyard

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

Allah, not even dat

I know what you do with that

Where they find me, 16 on death row

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

My lyrics move fast. call dat shit "transmit"