This is a song about "Dat mouf"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Allah, not even dat

And my niggas all the same

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

I'm also strapped with macs, i be on dat crack.

And picture me rollin

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I see a tree, i got a rope. might just do suicide (fuck dat)

My lyrics move fast. call dat shit "transmit"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Dat pakistani gold be what they growin, the dea still not knowin'

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

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