This is a song about "D rainbows"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Aww shit here we go d

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Two tres on my waist, and i feel like (d)jango, with and without the d/

I guzzle up at the bar

Young money, d-town's all star

On they twitter writing novels, see

But no profits when atc be touching the d

Bitch don't live without the d/

It's no longer a new jack city

I'm on i-80 though with my baby

Ayoh, take some vitamin d

It deserves a whack and a d

But make sure if they do see

Where you belong with your family

And the whole of group c can suck my d