This is a song about "Dat laffy taffy"

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

Your the type dat can never be replaced,

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Gray coupe, whip in momma's name

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

I begin every good day by drainin whisky straight out the flask, daddy ask whats dat,

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

Papi you're a softy, fuck with me ima eat you like candy, taste like laffy taffy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

On my way back home

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

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