Dime lyrics

[Into]
Take it off, take it all off!
Give me your chain, b*tch!
I want that f*ckin' wallet too
Come here motherf*cker
Go! (x6)

[Verse 1] (pitfall)
Feeling like the Bape and Fendi monster
You can't catch me slippin', keep a chopper
Mincemeat, imma go and turn you to a whopper
Bad b*tch, and you know that she is super topper
Cruising down the street, I keep my nine on a vine
Ask me how I'm doing, imma' tell em' that I'm fine
Talking with this bad ass b*tch, she a dime
Sittin' in the trap, and I'm peeking out the blinds
Baking soda sittin' in the pyrex, say you need this money imma wire it