Dime$ lyrics

[Intro: Some movie]
Wait for me on the outside
We were gonna go to Hawaii

[Intro: Koncept Jack$on]
Yeah
Yo, check it out y'all
What what, yo yo
Yeah yeah yeah
[?] n*gga
Yo

[Verse 1: Koncept Jack$on]
I'm player one at ya' crib, got the see-through controller
Supreme boosting quotas, mimosas
For the trophy once he had that doja rolled up
When I arrive that's for bijou de Lola
Car might get down and bone up but I can't lounge and hold ya'
Thats cold but you dig the background and persona
I blow my phone, just know you're rolling home
Perform the sex games and mental, what she in it for
She only call me pet names when it's intercourse
Sort of hunger before the beginning loss
This summer we winning large
[?] more Velour suits, beige linen
Poured a portion of raw truths and my dame lay in 'em
He rap like he tryna have gay children
Soufleing kitchens, distant from disarraying, we raises different
Wild flowers in the spaceship, blaze piff
With my emo shawty with the great tips, yeah
[Chorus: Fly Anakin]
Remember the times I hung with the dimes
Remember the times I f*cked a few, yah
Remember the times I hung with the dimes
And all the wild sh*t we used to do, yah
Remember the times I hung with the dimes
Remember the times I f*cked a few, yah
Remembering the times, it was on my mind
[?] for two, yo, yah

[Verse 2: Fly Anakin]
Ayy, the pus*y tasted like a milkshake
The head was even better and that sh*t like a sweepstakes
We had plans to switch states, she eatin' my cake
Despicable, f*ckin' on Saturday was a ritual
Sweet pus*y
The rush from ya' pores, open the door to your mental to get you out your pants, now I'm in you
The feelings never mutual, sh*t
Don't be stupid, boo, it's me and you on this road, don't f*ck up ya' shoes
I gave you them jewels and made you them moves
You stupid b*tches genius
[?] blast, I really mean it
Give royal sloppy for the p*nis, shawty thought she was the meaning, the light
I'm livin' trife with the condom in the trash can
Giving her pipe and runnin' the light
And f*ck that sh*t and f*ck that b*tch
My n*ggas gettin' rich
Order his and hers Beamers for the summertime, a b*tch's beeline
Times tryin' but I'm coastin' the sh*t, yo
[Chorus: Fly Anakin]
Remember the times I hung with the dimes
Remember the times I f*cked a few, yah
Remember the times I hung with the dimes
And all the wild sh*t we used to do, yah
Remember the times I hung with the dimes
Remember the times I f*cked a few, yah
Remembering the times, it was on my mind
[?] for two, yo, yah