This is a song about "Azza d"

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Unless they o d like heath ledger

And i just want to hold her

But no profits when atc be touching the d

It's no longer a new jack city

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

Might wanna watch your back when you come up in the d

Young money, d-town's all star

I don’t care where ya are

Bitch don't live without the d/

I delete they history

They love me, for the d,

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips