This is a song about "Tru dat"

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

I'm never faded though

We got dat guns and flow

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

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

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

My lyrics move fast. call dat shit "transmit"

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

Tell dat bitch she fuckin wallin

First off congratulations on the win

We still ride though

We got dat smoke and blow

She ordered dat pastrami on rye

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry