This is a song about "Gat"

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Phoma you'd be great just keep the (pop) gat

You never held no gat, yeezy's about to sleep you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

We'll look at ratattat, flowing fly with his gat

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

Blasted out a gat with a flow so fast it'll ransack the god damn tampax

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Strap a gat and blow caps at your skullcap

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

My hairs done right. outfits tight. a nickel plated gat with christian dior