This is a song about "Get dat"

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

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

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

Youve had niqqas since and im cool wit dat

I'm never faded though

We got dat smoke and blow

And i'mma show you how the south was won

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

We was tryna get dat work right nigga say that we get it

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Your the type dat can never be replaced,