Castalia

[Chorus] Castalia Yeah, boy, that where I'm from Where everybody got something for sale, and a gun Castalia Yeah, boy, that my block Fuck [?] 30's, everyday, we watching for the narks Castalia Yeah, boy, that my hood I fire that loud, they say they smell it in Batten Rouge Castalia Yeah, boy, that my turf Come over here with that [?] be your last day on Earth [Verse 1] Riding through the city streets, blowing fruity pebbles I just got out of jail, fresh [?] level I got extra cheese, I ain't talking mozerella Na, I ain't talking chetter, Dolph a walking teller Young business man, bitch cannot fit in my schedule Platnom in the hood, my nigga, I deserve a metal Niggas talking 'bout that [?] shit, catch up, boy, you late as fuck New sound, extra stupid [?] Money still pile in, Dolph still styling Swag killer everytime, they say my swag vilant Overseas swag, I heard they bumping Dolph in Thailand [?] niggas cross the track, still wilding [Chorus] Castalia Yeah, boy, that where I'm from Where everybody got something for sale, and a gun Castalia Yeah, boy, that my block Fuck [?] 30's, everyday, we watching for the narks Castalia Yeah, boy, that my hood I fire that loud, they say they smell it in Batten Rouge Castalia Yeah, boy, that my turf Come over here with that [?] be your last day on Earth [Verse 2] Still squad ofiliated, doing my thing in these streets [?] getting brain from these freaks I'm at your house with your wife, leaving stanes in your sheets Fuck her real good, then fly to Spain for a week Yeah, that's my real life, on the beats, that's why I'm killing it Shout out to my homeboy DJ Double L [?] Bad bitches loving it, the real niggas feeling it Everywhere he go, he the freshest in the visinity Born in Chicago, moved to Castalia 2010, Funky Town, home of the flavor Whole hood dressed in black, like we play for the Raders But everybody blowing money, 'cause that's what it's made for [Chorus] Castalia Yeah, boy, that where I'm from Where everybody got something for sale, and a gun Castalia Yeah, boy, that my block Fuck [?] 30's, everyday, we watching for the narks Castalia Yeah, boy, that my hood I fire that loud, they say they smell it in Batten Rouge Castalia Yeah, boy, that my turf Come over here with that [?] be your last day on Earth [Verse 3] I'm a South Memphis nigga, but I'm from Castalia Know you heard [?] across the track, got flavor And they got choppers, the motherfucking robbers Me and your bitch in Benihana, eating steak and lobster Out the country balling, but I don't play soccer Say he want a ten piece, I told him no problem Go and get it ready for him, meet me on [?] Shades on, seatbelt, my hood hot as lava Leave the [?] Dolph about them dollars Tell your bitch no need to hollar, she don't plan on swallow Yeah It's Dolph [Chorus] Castalia Yeah, boy, that where I'm from Where everybody got something for sale, and a gun Castalia Yeah, boy, that my block Fuck [?] 30's, everyday, we watching for the narks Castalia Yeah, boy, that my hood I fire that loud, they say they smell it in Batten Rouge Castalia Yeah, boy, that my turf Come over here with that [?] be your last day on Earth