This is a song about "Dat foreign"

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

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

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Rich hypocrites permit war on foreign lands

Got a foreign girl, czech i'll be there in a sec

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Music that y'all condone

We got dat smoke and blow

This one right here for polo

And try to deplete foreign populations creating complications.

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat

Double m-g not to mention we got that