*** The D To The A Lyrics by City Girls
First off, *** a hater and her friend too
You *** dried up, your *** drunk off this *** juice
I be riding fly, dodging cops with no *** roof
Not about a check, you can skate like New New
I was in the feds laid back like it’s a castle
If I gotta do a bid, no kids, no hassle
My niggas graduated off the block, no tassle
I’m a first pick, stupid ***, this ain’t no *** raffle
One hundred bums, two hundred haters
Weak *** looking up, ***, I’m stacking paper
Get fly, post a pic, now that’s retaliation
But if a *** touch me, it’s a different situation
Yeah, it’s Yung Miami, ho
*** don’t like my flo, but I’m pretty though
Not just on Snapchat, a real pretty ho
You niggas up low, my niggas really down to go
From the beans to CC, put respect on it
That’s that Miami ***, they’ll put a tech on it
Catch a pb, they’ll snatch it off your neck, homie
Put the guns up, bet you still don’t wanna wreck, homie
Pick your face up, do you need a face lift?
I’m a pretty ***, still give you this .30 clip
Thinking with your ***, my niggas thinking with them sticks
Riding all day on the molly, yeah, they with the shits
*** the D to the A, ***, I’m from the yee
Where niggas leave off to college, come back with a case
No Lil Tay-K but you know they did the race
Got out that *** and did the same *** thang
Goddamn, I’m that ***
You posting about me but won’t post about your kids
That *** gon’ *** you, hop right in your Benz
Go pick up another *** to ride in your ***, little ***
Tell me, what you *** mad for?
Me and Miami one up, you can pick the score
Loud mouth, dry pockets, but that *** sore
He wife me, he in and out you, you a corner store
Talking about you beefing with JT
No, you not, ***, you only know me from IG
You’s a bum ass ho, with some cheap ass weaves
Stealing another *** swag, you’s a *** thief
You a joke
***, you know you *** po’ but want smoke
Come here, ho, you know I got it for the low
Ha, I’ma give you hoes a discount, get they ass, Miami
I’m the youngest *** doing it
Check my photos out, bum *** talking *** just to get some clout
I’ma chill on IG and when I log out
Don’t try to keep up and do this ***, you’a fall out
Mhmm, I’m really with the shits
I’m the baddest ***, hanging with them savages
I set a *** up, a real sneaky ***
Just to get a couple mills, and see them diamonds glists
I got some niggas in the back, and you know they with it
I got some niggas in the front, and you know they get it
But I’m in court, right hand like, “No, they didn’t”
You try me, ***, that’ll be the wrong decision
He got his hoodie on, so you know this *** dripping
I like wild niggas, momma said the wrong decision
I crank cards but my niggas get it out the kitchen
I was never that lil’ baby that was *** listening
What’s my body count? ***, mind your *** business
What’s my body count? ***, what’s your bank digits?
What’s your bank digits?