This is a song about "Dat foreing"

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

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

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Music that y'all condone

Now i focus on the things dat i want so bad,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Screw dat, i gotta get even for my region, swallow the semen,

Hear the rambling in the sky

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Shades: lv was a little dough

We got dat guns and flow