This is a song about "Mah gat"

You'll drown tryna backstroke on concepts that i wrote

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

He bought me a hoodie, a couple albums

Gat packing and fag slapping you will get slapped for once

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

Ratattat and his gat, aren't something you can tame

There's a mighty fine clipped in gat

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Im sayin one night my love is like that

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

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

Out here you gat me inspired pass me the mic like you tired

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

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