This is a song about "Dat laffy taffy"

Stay blowin on dat loud hit port' after that

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Snort a little, now you're getting groovy

And she gives them a blow

We got dat guns and flow

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

As my name get bigger this game get different

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

I wonder why, i sit and cry

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

He's all expensive like dat nylon