Dimes lyrics

[Intro]
Akachi on the beat, lil' b*tch

[Verse]
f*ck what they said, I said I’m hot
Yeah, I'm c*cky, I need 8 b*tch
Pulled up Walmart, I need Ziplocks
My b*tch tip-top shape in the crop-top
Plus we in the Benz, and you bet it's a droptop
Oh my, oh no, need more polo
Pulled up, Macy’s, I shop too much, uh
Nike white socks, lil' black, check on
Nike black socks, lil' white. check out
Check out my new check
That's 10 times 10 what yours is then add 4 bands
My sh*t too much, f*ck this, I'ma need a lot more
I'ma need the top off, I'ma need the head then it's Uber
I don’t drop off
Hotter then a naked b*tch lickin’ up hot sauce
I'ma buy a Benz, then i’ll crash it in a lake, sh*t
I don't punch in, gotta rap, one take sh*t
Messed up, run that back, no need to
Robot butler, R2D2, uh
One breath, no cap, all that, yeah, n*ggas really wanna do that
Never like Joey, pockets gettin' doughy
b*tches wanna know me, some n*ggas talk, look
Rollie lookin' snowy, young doldier
b*tches wanna skull me, come over
I don’t wanna f*ck though, just kiss, nah
I don't wanna kiss you, lick di*k, b*tch
Rude, these b*tches callin' me rude
I don't give a f*ck 'bout you, boo
I don't give a f*ck 'bout your crew
I'm finna f*ck on them too
These b*tches callin' me Dad
We finna have a good time
Joey be gettin' them mad
Joey be switchin' the flow
He got like infinite rhymes
n*ggas we came from the porch
I used to be flippin' them dimes, over
[Outro]
Akachi on the beat, lil' b*tch
Red lean look like Clifford