[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 n***a, I deserve a metal
N***as 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
[?] n***as 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 n***as 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 n***a, 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