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[Intro]
Dexter

[Verse 1]
I'm still counting, aye, aye, aye
n*gga, I'm still counting, n*gga mad at me
Ya, I'm still counting
Had to drop that b*tch at home, oh
She ain't bout it, had to
I had the Porsche all cloudy
Aye, counting blue hundreds in the lobby
She a bad b*tch, a real sloppy b*tch
Threw the chains on for doing it, the shades on

[Chorus]
Dirty mix my Styrofoam, this my Styrofoam
She gone give me back fasho and this is not my hoe
Damn, lil', bro, come get your hoe, b*tch come get your hoe
Damn, lil' bro, come get your hoe, b*tch come get your hoe
Dirty mix my Styrofoam, this my Styrofoam
She gone give me back fasho and this is not my hoe
Damn, lil' bro, come get your hoe, b*tch, come get your hoe
Damn, lil' bro ,come get your hoe, b*tch, come get your hoe

[Verse 2]
Damn, lil' bro, come get your hoe, b*tch, come get your hoe
Damn, lil' bro, come get your hoe, come get your hoe, man
Off the Porsche, the Audi
Finesse you out your pockets, b*tch, we bout it, aye
Aye, only rock designer, smoke exotic, aye
Aye, excuse me while I smoke this blunt in private, yeah
Bad b*tch gave me head in private
She ain't from Atlanta, she exotic
Moving packs in straight exotic
Okay, my shooters waiting on me in the lobby
Okay, countin' blue hundreds in the lobby
Paper, paper, paper out the f*cking
Aye, old hundreds
b*tch, I been had that paper, paper out the f*ckin
f*ck a n*gga, ya, I'm so smashed
I just killed the rap game with my rap game
Look at my wrist game, b*tch, look how my di*k swing
Aye, Playboi Carti, b*tch, you know my name
Okay, Playboi Carti tell that hoe to google me
Okay, my cup stay dirty, boy, this sh*t put you to sleep
Might just pull in creet
All my n*ggas 10 deep, all my n*ggas 10 deep
Shout out who 10 deep