This is a song about "Eat dat azz"

We got dat guns and flow

Ballin til the buzzer blow

And my momma keep smoking that shit

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Then lost her faith again

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

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

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

My lyrics move fast. call dat shit "transmit"

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

I don't need no fucking throne

Bad azz gonna act a dog ass and ya'll already know this

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I just call it …remember all the dough

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo