This is a song about "Get dat"

If i didn't, i guess i'm a cool cocaine connect

Screamin for ya mommy like dat b*tch gona help/

This aint poker but im poppin dat ace

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

Make the fingers snap

Allah, not even dat

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

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

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Now i focus on the things dat i want so bad,

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Bitch, am on dat cocaine