This is a song about "Coup d etat"

D, the d is for the delightfullness she brought to me.

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

While jeffy-d hits the bong

My sim card's the bomb

He's out there for you, and he drives in a coup.

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Aww shit here we go d

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

This felony coup confused me, i sweated profusely for days

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

You ain't detroit, im the d

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Young money, d-town's all star

How simple they are