This is a song about "Dat swag"

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Balling, but it’s not a game

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Shades: lv was a little dough

We got dat smoke and blow

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat