(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Dexter (ha)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Oh man, God damn

Ooh huh, I got my bands up, huh (I got my bands)
That bitch a freak, she suckin' my dick
I got my hands up (I got my what?)
You niggas be lookin' at me, what's up?
You ain't damn tough (damn tough)
I got the gun on me (baow)
Yeah, you a damn bluff, huh, ooh (baow, baow)
Niggas be talkin' to police, that's holding twelve
Huh, for real (huh)
I got the money, I get the money on a hill, cuh for real (for real)
Ooh, like Jack and Jill (and Jill)
I'm in the field for real, huh
Run up on him and kill, huh
He might die for real, huh (for real, ha)

Hold on
I got my bands bitch, suckin' dick with no hands, shit
Oh my God, it's a nasty bitch, uh, I might just marry the bitch, huh
Sike, huh, I'm with the money, right (right)
Ride me like a bike, huh (bike)
I asked to take a bite, huh
Ooh, takin' hikes every day with the bitch
Riding around with the carry and shit, ooh
She wanna fit, ooh
She wanna suck on my dick, huh, ooh (suck on my dick, thotty)
Right, huh, yeah, all night, huh
I get the money, you niggas all lame, huh, get right (get right)
Glocks (Glocks), run up on 'em, mop, huh, yeah (mop)
And I keep an extendo with an extra Glock, cuh, ooh (extra glock)
Point right out at that window with your bitch thot, hmm, yeah (bitch thot)
And she suckin' dick 'cause that bitch a thot, ha, ooh (oh man God damn)

Ooh huh, I got my bands up, huh (I got my bands)
That bitch a freak, she suckin' my dick
I got my hands up (I got my, oh)
You niggas be lookin' at me, what's up?
You ain't damn tough (damn tough)
I got the gun on me, huh
Yeah, you a damn bluff, huh, ooh (baow baow, baow baow)
Niggas be talkin' to police, that's holding twelve
Huh, for real (for real)
I got the money, I get the money on a hill, cuh for real (for real)
Ooh, like Jack and Jill, huh (and Jill)
I'm in the field for real, huh
Run up on him and kill, huh
He might die for real, hold on (oh man God damn)

He want to die for real, huh (for real)
That boy is not in the field, huh (he not)
I get the money for real, huh (for real)
I might take off a pill, huh (aye yo)
I just popped a lil' pill (popped a lil' pill)
And she gettin' horny so I popped another pill, huh (popped a pill)
Ooh, what is the deal? Huh
Run up on me, what's the deal? Huh
What's the issue? Cuh
Blow a nigga like some tissues, huh
I get the money, no issue, huh
Money never was an issue, huh
Yeah, huh, I get it, what?
Yeah, huh, she get it, huh, ooh (she get it)
Suckin' my dick (what), ooh, she wanted my dick, huh (hold on)

Wait, huh, one, yeah (one)
To two, huh (two) yeah, huh
Three (peek-a-boo), huh, yeah
Huh, four (four, huh), what?
Dick in her throat, huh, yeah, gun emoji
Go to the gun store, huh (get all the guns bro)
Get all the guns, bro, huh, for real (nah, for real)

Ooh huh, I got my bands up, huh (I got my bands)
That bitch a freak, she suckin' my dick
I got my hands up (I got my what?)
You niggas be lookin' at me, what's up?
You ain't damn tough (boy you ain't tough, bitch ass lil' nigga)
I got the gun on me, huh (baow)
Yeah, you a damn bluff, huh, ooh (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Niggas be talkin' to police, that's holding twelve
Huh, for real, huh (for real)
I got the money, I get the money on a hill, cuh for real (for real)
Ooh, like Jack and Jill, huh
I'm in the field for real, huh (I'm in the field)
Run up on him and kill, huh (run up and kill)
He might die for real, huh (for real, ha)

Know what I'm saying, tuh, yeah
Pull out your phone for this one
Dexter, ha, ooh
She wanna pop a lil' pill, huh
I just be poppin' a pill
Huh, for real

Copyright: CYPMP
Writer(s): Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.