This is a song about "One dat"

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

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Once i beachu, ill slap dat booty

Snort a little, now you're getting groovy

To fix dat shit, itll be our secret

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Bitch, am on dat cocaine

I got that goodman game

I begin every good day by drainin whisky straight out the flask, daddy ask whats dat,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Dat same niggas that grew up , da same nigga you been wit

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Flat ass, true dat, a sex addict wouldnt tap dat,

My lyrics move fast. call dat shit "transmit"

And if i'm down with this banging shit