Dinkleberg
Dinkleberg I'm Polo down with the short shorts let the tats breathe
16s got the trap bunkin my Chromebook like a Zaxby's
Niggas tryna get ahead of me but they can't catch me at half speed
Can't hoop with the Simons on they too expensive I'm a Raflete
Lotta love from the white folks they fuckin with me like flax seed
Shorty said she wanna ride cuz the Off-White belt like a taxi
4 years at an Ivy Plus whole time felt like a black sheep
Now I live how I wanna live and I'm ballin man, check the stat sheet
Flows working like a latchkey, plenty on me like a locksmith
I'm too worried bout dinner plans to respond to niggas tryna pop shit
I'm at Cheesecake with a bad one I don't even care that she not thick
5 apps at the same time need a second table just to prop shit
Gucci goggles for the optics had to get up on em for the winter
Tint up on em like a sprinter
You cannot see if I get sentimental
I got a million things on my mental
I got fewer things in the bank
Until the latter match with the former
Foot on the gas till I empty the tank
Show no restraint, I get a feature I turn into Hank
Airin it out if you throw me the cheese I'm clearin the bases, fuck did you think
CDG on like I'm walkin the plank
Andrew McCutchen is right at my flank
I got two options, drip or drown
Based on my fits I got no complaints
Colder than shoulder when shorty tight
Rings floodin like 40 nights
7-piece Robert Horry ice
Tunnel vision I ignore the hype
But you could believe it
Sheri Marino you know I receive it
Hop on a track, I gotta bleed it
Coroner comin to pick up the pieces
They want an album so they could bump
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Coolin w Chill he stay w the pump
Nigga was real before the jump
Just signed a deal, waiting for lump
Just got a bill from Yves Saint Laurent
Just left the lab I smell like a blunt
Just got a bag, half on the backend, half on the front
Dinkleberg I'm Polo down with the short shorts let the tats breathe
16s got the trap bunkin my Chromebook like a Zaxby's
Niggas tryna get ahead of me but they can't catch me at half speed
Can't hoop with the Simons on they too expensive I'm a Raflete
Lotta love from the white folks they fuckin with me like flax seed
Shorty said she wanna ride cuz the Off-White belt like a taxi
4 years at an Ivy Plus whole time felt like a black sheep
Now I live how I wanna live and I'm ballin man, check the stat sheet
16s got the trap bunkin my Chromebook like a Zaxby's
Niggas tryna get ahead of me but they can't catch me at half speed
Can't hoop with the Simons on they too expensive I'm a Raflete
Lotta love from the white folks they fuckin with me like flax seed
Shorty said she wanna ride cuz the Off-White belt like a taxi
4 years at an Ivy Plus whole time felt like a black sheep
Now I live how I wanna live and I'm ballin man, check the stat sheet
Flows working like a latchkey, plenty on me like a locksmith
I'm too worried bout dinner plans to respond to niggas tryna pop shit
I'm at Cheesecake with a bad one I don't even care that she not thick
5 apps at the same time need a second table just to prop shit
Gucci goggles for the optics had to get up on em for the winter
Tint up on em like a sprinter
You cannot see if I get sentimental
I got a million things on my mental
I got fewer things in the bank
Until the latter match with the former
Foot on the gas till I empty the tank
Show no restraint, I get a feature I turn into Hank
Airin it out if you throw me the cheese I'm clearin the bases, fuck did you think
CDG on like I'm walkin the plank
Andrew McCutchen is right at my flank
I got two options, drip or drown
Based on my fits I got no complaints
Colder than shoulder when shorty tight
Rings floodin like 40 nights
7-piece Robert Horry ice
Tunnel vision I ignore the hype
But you could believe it
Sheri Marino you know I receive it
Hop on a track, I gotta bleed it
Coroner comin to pick up the pieces
They want an album so they could bump
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Coolin w Chill he stay w the pump
Nigga was real before the jump
Just signed a deal, waiting for lump
Just got a bill from Yves Saint Laurent
Just left the lab I smell like a blunt
Just got a bag, half on the backend, half on the front
Dinkleberg I'm Polo down with the short shorts let the tats breathe
16s got the trap bunkin my Chromebook like a Zaxby's
Niggas tryna get ahead of me but they can't catch me at half speed
Can't hoop with the Simons on they too expensive I'm a Raflete
Lotta love from the white folks they fuckin with me like flax seed
Shorty said she wanna ride cuz the Off-White belt like a taxi
4 years at an Ivy Plus whole time felt like a black sheep
Now I live how I wanna live and I'm ballin man, check the stat sheet
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Writer(s): Benjamin Glover
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