THAT THAT (feat. MARIO YAGO)

Uh oh
I got all these hoes yelling nigga you are that-that
Niggas can not play me, I'll push a nigga cap back
Put a hole in your hat, now you gotta fucking snap-back
Uh oh
I can spend it all tomorrow then go and make the racks back
Try to tax me one time, when you need me, I'mma tax back
I got all these hoes saying Dan you are that-that
Man no cap I got the rackades in my pocket
They don't minus they just add up
I don't play around with niggas
Paranoid I gotta stack up
Polo sheets cover my mattress, and I like my bitches ratchet
I like to stack my fucking money and make it look just like a packet
I got my Moncler on
This bitch wanna hit the road
She would probably sell her soul
I make her pay for every toll
Brody walked in with a load
We about to get it sold
Different day a different hoe
A different roll a different loaf
Different backend, different show
Different bracket, it don't fold
Different Roley this one blown
I can't sip less than a four
I can never love a hoe
Dan just said it's on the floor
We was just sleep on the floor, now our pockets full of pros
Now our watches coming froze
Caught her coming down the pole
Feel the Perc's and now she blown
I just fuck and then I'm gone
I'm exhausted from the road, I can't count all of these pros
Uh oh
I got all these hoes yelling nigga you are that-that
Niggas can not play me, I'll push a nigga cap back
Put a hole in your hat, now you gotta fucking snap-back
Uh oh
I can spend it all tomorrow then go and make the racks back
Try to tax me one time, when you need me, I'mma tax back
I got all these hoes saying Dan you are that-that