This is a song about "Wi d"

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Ayoh, take some vitamin d

These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

If you ain't about money

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

But make sure if they do see

Bitch hop on my fucking d

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

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

Ya ever believe that i'd ever believe d

As i seenobody cares about my history

But no profits when atc be touching the d

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I'm a d-boii, busting bottles blowing zips

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips