Hey yo big bro you f**king with that?

Haaa okay cool

That's my f**king brother right there

Ya dig

Dexter

Ooh, huh

Wait



Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up Groove

Baby girl watch how you move (What)

I got them Vans on my shoes, ooh (I do)

I pop a pill and I lose, wait

Speed it up (Speed)

Look at them diamonds they eat it up (Eat)

Got me 2 bitches, I beat it up (You what?)

I'm thinking of wifing and deleting them (Yeah), ah-wait ooh

Pints in call up Rocket, ooh (Ah-what)

My brother plug like a socket, ooh

Kick in this door, yeah I got it (Yeah)

Open the safe, you can't lock it, ooh (Ah-what)

Sipping that Wok, yeah I go to the top

Buss on yo bitch like a Glock, ooh

She like to suck on my clock, ooh (Yeah)

I get the money, don't stop

Dexter!



Nah I'm saying

I know you like this beat too

But you a f**king goofy tho (f**king lame ass nigga)

Oh wait, ooh



Word around, word around, word around town (Bitch)

I heard this boy was a clown, ooh (Was a clown)

Swim in yo bitch once I drown, ooh (I do)

Calling my plug for the pound, wait

Odd Future, yeah it's right on my clothes

Bad bitch, yeah I watch her do coke (What)

Broke as hell I used to sleep on the floor (Ooh, yeah)

I never do it no more, ooh (Ah-what)

Tellin' you broke it's no joke, ooh

I used to kick in that door (Kick in that door)

Wait, now I'm selling out them shows

Water on my wrist, Fendi right on my clothes, huh (What)

Hold on lil' mami you tweakin' (Baby you tweakin')

A bad bitch, Puerto Rican (Puerto Rican), huh

Get her off molly she geeking

Call up your friends we'll be set for the weekend

Dexter!



Y'know waht I'm sayin?

Like, no no no

We can only chill for a weekend

Then you gotta go

Tell your friend too

(I'm one of the prettiest motherf**kers you've ever seen)

Ah-Dexter



Order VLONE, color orange mango label

Rotary phone (whew) in my old school Mercedes

Smoke OG Grown (whew) when I'm Californicating

I got 3 phones, business, conversation, and relation

Hol' up, wait a sec', wait a min', wait a tic

Jacob my wrist, nothing was fake on my wrist

Four finger ring on my hand

Say what you say to my wrist

Talk to the hand, don't wanna resort to the hands

What the face say to the fist

(I'm Rick James, bitch!)



Ha, funny as shit

A fifth of the tab

Suck on her tits

Go back to the pad

Watched Dexter's Lab on the 'Flix



Speed it up, speed it up, speed it (Up)

Just did this track and I beat it (Up)

Acne my jacket from Sweden (Huh)

My chicks don't exactly know English (Uhhh)

They ain't about that action of no beefing (uh)

I might as well go back to vegan (uh)

My shit might go Platinum first week (uh)

Play this shit back and repeat it (uh)

Word around, word of mouth, word around town

You the one doin' all the murder 'round town

Pullin up, shootin, leave the burna Downtown

Shoot it like the birdy cause they all fly South

Whippin', whippin', whippin' the wrists

I'm f**king your bitch and I'm up in your fridge

I only tell stories of tuckin' in kids

So how in the f**k can they f**k with the kid



Ha, funny as shit

I was missing a bit

I'm back in my bag

Back to the pad

Watched Dexter's Lab on the 'Flix