This is a song about "Flats"

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

I used to live where the flats be,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

See i'm goin' from the cold water flats to them straight-up cold flat screens,

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

From the cold water flats and the old public housing,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

Drive around and always get the flats, all i can do is pray