This is a song about "Dat gal"

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

Your last man was semi pro

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

You're uncool like my mother kin

Allah, not even dat

It ain't like that

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

Move like i’m walking with an open case