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What
Gohan, you need to grow up
Fucking hell, man
I'ma roll some weed out there, you dig?
Mike D, you can't do this to 'em (ha)

Yeah, ooh, hah (what, huh, oh man god damn boy)
Niggas they fake, they foo
Yeah, yeah, huh, ooh, huh (yeah, alright)
Niggas they fake, they foo (because they what)
Like what, ooh (huh)
Know what I'm sayin', you dig? (what)
(Dexter, woah, oh man god damn boy) Huh, yeah, huh

Niggas they fake, they foo, huh (players)
I might just fuck on your boo, huh (you what)
Look at my pockets they blue, huh
I used to trap out the school (I did)
Now I be getting that money
Lil' bitch all up on me, your baby, my honey, now what?
Hold on a little bit, hah, what

Yeah, huh, get back to that bitch (yeah, what)
Diamonds on my wrist, that's a fact, lil' bitch (that's a fact)
Diamonds on my neck cost racks, lil' bitch (that's a rap)
Hop in the back of the back, lil' bitch (skrrt skrrt skrrt)
Ooh, huh, foreign car, huh
Bad bitch say she a porn star, huh (skrrt)
She wanna geek off a yellow bar, huh (what, huh)
I feed her a yellow bar (yellow bar, yeah, what)
What, huh, yeah, huh, she a slut, huh
Bankroll slap her on the butt, huh (on the butt, yeah)
Keep me a thirty by my gut, huh (on my gut, yeah)
These niggas hatin' for what? Huh (for what?)
Hold on, huh, what, huh (what)
These niggas hatin' for what? Huh (for what?)
Keep me a thirty by my gut
Run up on me, swear to god, shootin' stuff

Huh, yo, know what I'm sayin'?
I know, for real
Huh, Dexter

Ooh, huh, run up on me, I'ma shoot though
Run up on me, I'ma shoot though
Run up on me, I'ma shoot though
Catch your lil' bitch, swear to god she a cute ho, what, yeah

Yeah, uh Dexter
Hmm, no, I like how this beat go, you dig?
Hah, fake ho, huh, what, huh, yo, Dexter
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Songwriters: Dexter Tiewon Jr. Gore, Nicholas Leveston

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