D.O.I.

They said
You treat the way
And I found all the reasons why

I outta exploit you
But my kind
Yeah, we don't play

It’s dirt off your shoulder
It's dirt off your shoulder
Oh, it's

A day
Felt it died
The word

We saw it now
The birds, the grids, the girl
You thought what’s wrong but

Rich kids are central
Rich kids are central
Pretty girls are central to you

And all you are
A day
Cause it takes

The word
Anything to touch that word
You never explain without words

No love
You dug it all back from me

Go back to Brooklyn
You say it's broke land
Go back to Brooklyn
You say it's broke land

You say
You say
You say