This is a song about "Riding on my d"

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I’m playing my hand and riding the iron horses and trains,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

She grabbin on my sack, she sucked my d, after i ate her v,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

Be my little jodi flow d.

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I'll make the crowd move their feet my name starts with a d

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Get me on mp3 or d. v. d, known by country, 'n n. l. p. d!

My snapback with got a d on it, my snapchat got her titties on it.

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit