Dat Ass is a National Threat

[Intro]
Yeah
Ay
(It’s a threat, it’s a threat)
Mm
[Verse 1]
That ass so fat it’s on a watchlist
Homeland Security, cheeks on the hot list
TSA pat-down, both hands full
Whole line stuck starin’, missin’ they flights, drool
That wobble got the Pentagon nervous
Briefin’ on the jiggle like “this a new service?”
“Code double-cheeked, lock down the block”
Even Dick Cheney peekin’ from a Halliburton box
Charlie Kirk tight-faced, tryna ban them hips
Talkin’ “family values” while he bites his lip
Trump see that bounce, try to build a new wall
Round you, round me, round the whole damn mall (sheesh)
[Chorus]
On dat ass, on dat ass, that’s a national threat (hey!)
Whole damn room go boom when you step (uh)
On dat ass, on dat ass, can’t handle the quake
Make a senator sweat, make a preacher lose faith
On dat ass, on dat ass, that’s a national threat
Got the suits takin’ notes, breakin’ out in a sweat
On dat ass, on dat ass, better call for a drill
When it clap two times, whole city stand still (stand still)
[Verse 2]
Secret Service shakin’, radios glitch
“Eyes on the target, that bounce might switch”
Your walk turn a hallway to a high-risk zone
Even drones look down like “damn, go home”
Trump on Truth Social, tweetin’ in caps
“All this unsolicited booty is a foreign attack”
Charlie on his podcast, face all red
“America in danger from the backspread”
Cheney in the bunker drawin’ charts for the curve
Tryna map that arc, math class gon’ swerve
That shake got the think tanks thinkin’ too hard
Reroutin’ trade just to guard that yard
[Chorus]
On dat ass, on dat ass, that’s a national threat (yeah)
Whole damn room go boom when you step (boom)
On dat ass, on dat ass, can’t handle the quake
Make a senator sweat, make a preacher lose faith
On dat ass, on dat ass, that’s a national threat
Got the suits takin’ notes, breakin’ out in a sweat
On dat ass, on dat ass, better call for a drill
When it clap two times, whole city stand still (oh!)
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to bass and claps]
Back it up, back it up, that’s DEFCON shake
Every lil’ move make the stock line break
If they ask who did it, I’ll confess, I guess
It was me, it was you, it was all dat—(yeah!)
[Chorus]
On dat ass, on dat ass, that’s a national threat
Whole damn room go boom when you step
On dat ass, on dat ass, can’t handle the quake
Make a senator sweat, make a preacher lose faith
On dat ass, on dat ass, that’s a national threat (woah)
Write a new law ‘bout the way you flex
On dat ass, on dat ass, better call for a drill
When it clap two times, whole city stand still

rap, Hard-hitting boom-bap with playful trap bounce, male vocals. Beat opens with sparse drums and a rubbery bass line, then stacks in bright horn stabs and goofy cartoon FX. Hook explodes with gang-style chants and crowd shouts; verses stay tight, punchline-heavy, and rhythmic. Occasional tape-stop drops for joke setups, then slam back in with 808 slides and ad-lib layers., comedy, hip hop