I'm A Dboy - Chopped & Screwed

Black Hat Black Shades Black Diamonds Oh Behave

No he can't with the f**kin seats back

Got the paint job tho

And the f**kin seats cracked

I'm a d-boy

B**ch I'm a d-boy

Ho I'm a dopeboy

I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys

I got money in my pocket

I got money in my block

I got the money in the power

I'm a d-boy

B**ch I'm a d-boy

Ho I'm a dopeboy

I got the scope in the rov for them jackboys

I got money in my pocket

I got money in my block

I got the money in the power

I'm Gone

Thinkin' of a masta plan

I get money but I'm thinkin of a fasta plan

I'm tryin' to cash it in

I got 5 in thet garbage can and the Wrap Saran

I need cash advance

See I know three sold

The other two a jam

I'ma sit on one and whip the other one much as I can

Hot a** f**kin sadan

Windows rolled down no sound

Them bricks got the speakers drowned

I ain't listenin for sh*t but sirens

I ain't tryin to get to my ships sunk f**k you pirates

I'll touch you cowards

It ain't nuthin to a boss

The niggaz in the hood tryina floss and ya head gotta cost ni**a

Take a loss ni**a

SS five five all black with the top chopped off dat

Catch me in the spots where the shots pop off at

I ain't tryin to prove nuttin I'm jus tryin to move somen

See we cookin' up a thousand grams

I'm in the kitchen over the stove with pots and pans

Triple color with the platinum jam

50 birds homeboy in the back of a van

A hundred grand in rubberbands

We got them birds in the coffee cans

We got the whips wit the extra clips

Got b**ches outta state niggaz flippin them bricks

Been in the caddy been in the alley

Ni**a been on the block

Right in front of Mrs Gladdies

Ni**a know bout hustlin'

Know bout stuntin

Did the curb servin shyned every summer (Biatch)

Been on front been in the back

Ni**a roll wit ducktape and ride wit the mac

We see these haters like f**k them niggaz

We made men millionaire hustlin our nature

8 AM open my eyes

Yeah kick my b**ch tell her open the blinds

And I'm over the stove at 9

Yeah I'm cookin breakfast for the block then I let her cook mine

Yeah quick line in the bathroom before we bounce

Not me I mean her she go a day a ounce (damn)

Y'all pray for her

While I'm at the bus station in the Bently sittin' low as I wait for ya

I'm gettin' dough I'm a paper boy I will take ya

For the right paper boy I will take her

Shake her tape her waist up

Send her to the money she be back before I wake up

Get cha cake up

Y'all niggaz lame ducks

Ya prolly get ya game up when I'm givin the game up

My name wayne what

Hot boy flame up

You niggaz tryin to change up and I'm gettin my change up

I'm a d boy ** i'm a d boy

I'm ** dope boy

I got the scope in the boat jack jack boys

I money money pocket pocket money money block

I block that money money yeah the power I'm gone