This is a song about "J otts d red"

They say nothings ever free

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Don't worry just done get inside

Look, now roll my j tight

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Two double cups like i'm fuking juicy j.

I be stuck to you

Im the only young j d-o

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Holla at the g-o-d before you d-i-e,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

Or you'll drive me crazy

For that j number three

To those i deem worthy, rap king, little j

Then some lady named billie holiday