This is a song about "The d"

But no profits when atc be touching the d

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Bitches only holler for a dollar then they suck the d

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

The d-a-v-e f the mothafuckin g

Cause some of you bitches funny

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I'm only eighteen, born and raised up from the d

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

And the whole of group c can suck my d