This is a song about "Bottles"

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

I'm sick of hearing rappers about the crackin' bottles,

She probably had a reason though

Order bottles, no moscato

Bottles on the floor and my vision is skewed

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

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

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits