[Intro]
Ayy, [?] like
Tell A-Town like, we gon open up, fuck the birds right now, like I don't give a fuck about a bird
Like, the [?] that I'm in right now, I don't give a fuck
Like, uh, uh, yeah, Dexter! (DJ Flippp, ma-make the money flip!)
[Verse 1]
Fuck on that bitch for some money (What, what else?), this ain't yo honey, I'm a neighborhood junkie
Dick in her mouth like a donkey, I don't want money, bitch I'm comin' for your tummy (Yeah!)
Woah, Dexter Dexter Dexter Dexter (What?), yeah, they keep sendin' me these letters (For real!)
Wait, I don't really give a fuck (What else?), huh, I'm ballin' like the fucking Bucks
Wait, eyes rollin' back like The Undertaker, fuck your lil bitch I'm the mask maker
Middle finger to the world (What else?), huh, yes I will fuck your girl (Yeah!)
All on my dick like a squirrel (Like a what?), I fuck your bitch, you make her pearl (What else?)
Oh shit they can't find me (Oh woah!), Yeezys on, he should sign me (Oh man goddamn!)
Remember sittin' right in detention (Oh what?), I ain't have bitches, now I'm whippin' in the kitchen (In the what?)
Ballin' so hard no permission, 32 Griffin, run up on me shootin' Pippen (What else?)
You a lil boy, boy you lame as fuck (You lame!), you a lil broke boy, you lame as fuck (You lame!)
Yeah I'm ballin' like the Bucks (Oh what?), you run up on me shootin' stuff (Oh man goddamn!)
[Interlude]
What the fuck goin' on man, like
I don't give a fuck, y'know what I'm sayin'
[I know, I ain't?]
No, yeah (Dexter!)
[Verse 2]
Bitch I'm so high off a molly (What?), all in my jolly, fuckin' bitches on the trolly
All these tats on my body (What?)-Wait, hold on! I'm sayin', I'm sayin', yeah holdup (Yeah!)
Bitch I'm so high off a molly, all in my jolly, fuckin' bitches on the trolley
I don't understand, I don't understand-Yeah, Dexter! Yeah, what, what (Oh what?)
Bitch I'm so high off a molly, all in my jolly (Yeah!), fuckin' bitches on the trolley
All these tats on my body (What else?), geekin' off molly (What?), turnin' up in the lobby (Oh man goddamn!)
Yeah, water water wate, water (Oh water!), huh, get your bitch 'fore I spoil her (What else?)
Yeah, I will never do her wrong (Oh what?), huh, and she be twerkin' to my songs (For real!)
I ride with my fam like the Brady Bunch (The fam!), stop all that hate get some Hater Punch (You what?)
Yeah a nigga on his grind (What else?), and two rings and they shine (Oh man goddamn!)
I can't fuck with them they on other stuff (For real!), wait, Fat Daddy wrap 'em up (Yeah!)
And then we throw him in the trash (Oh what?), a young nigga 'bout his bag!
[Outro]
Nah like, for real, like, like, like, [what the fuck type of beat you just gave me?]
I don't give a fuck, y'know what I'm sayin'
I-I'm not really human
So don't fuckin' mix me with (Fuck what they talkin' about!), fuckin' rappers, clowns
Dexter, Dexter (Oh man goddamn!), yeah!
