Dime

(Dylvinci got the code)

Fa fa
Gang gang gang
Mmmm,
mmmm, mmm
Fbeee

10 piece on me, dime
Bad bitch on me, she a dime
I fuck that hoe make her ride dick
I be outside with my side bitch
And I'm still toting that nine
B-Bet a fuck nigga get fried quick
Babygirl I know you lying
I can see right through the lines
She drop the addy she want me to slide
Fuck it then, might pull-up
My whole team put in work, like pull up
Niggas talk a lot, don't do much
You got a Glock, and don't shoot?
Niggas selling out, for a few bucks
Need to stop, what you do
Look at my point of view, N-Niggas through rocks on my name, seen a youngin' with fame
Where I'm from, If you diss on this name, block spent same day
Got the hoes in and out the spot like a fucking relay
I-I just run up racks and accolades
Niggas keep talking, ain't shit but a fade
B-Bad bitch eat up the D buffet
My twin still bumping that Drake
It could go either way we'll walk down and spray
10 piece on me, dime
Bad bitch on me, she a dime
I fuck that hoe make her ride dick
I be outside with my side bitch
And I'm still toting that nine
B-Bet a fuck nigga get fried quick
Babygirl I know you lying
I can see right through the lines
She drop the addy she want me to slide
Fuck it then, might pull-up
My whole team put in work, like pull up
Niggas talk a lot, don't do much
You got a Glock, and don't shoot?
Niggas selling out, for a few bucks
Need to stop, what you do
Look at my point of view, N-Niggas through rocks on my name, seen a youngin' with fame
Where I'm from, If you diss on this name, block spent same day
Grta ba pa,
Fff, ff, ff, fff
Slime, slime, slime



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Writer(s): David Wallace
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