Dime Breezy

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Pop your shit, aye
Nigga, pop your shit, aye
Talk your shit, aye
Nigga talk your shit, aye
I'm the shit, niggas all up on my dick, aye
I'm that bitch
Hold up, take my pic, aye
I'm a bitch, anything I want I get, hey
Tell them bitches that they can run off a cliff, hey
I bet they jealous, 'cause I'm as fly as a [?]
We don't take pictures with bitches, we just go get paid
Follow me, since you be all up on a bitch page
I know it hurts you to see that I'm doing big things
Bitches still up in the hood, ain't never shit change
Ain't hanging out, because I'm focused on my wrist game
"What's her name?"
"Is she signed?
"She the chosen one this time,"
"Do she write all of her rhymes? Why you lying?"
"What's her age?"
"She's so cute! No, she ugly!
"You the truth!"
I got niggas on my dick, they treat me sweeter than a tooth, ooh!
Ooh!
My mixtape blowing out the roof!
So, tell me I ain't the truth
Okay, okay, okay
Alright, alright, alright
Okay, okay, okay
Alright, alright, alright
Alright

[Verse 2]
It takes somebody who know somebody that know somebody
You think your favorite rapper rich?
That nigga owe somebody
He sold his body, the people shouting "Illuminati!"
Come through the hood, them gorillas gon' put some in your body
Blow like a shottie, these young killers too rowdy
Best believe their loyalty, ain't never told on nobody
They got that 'brotherly love'
I'm in love with a thug
So if a nigga pull my card, my baby fucking them up
You know the wavy dark skin boys is loving me now
Your brother texts me every night 'bout how he wanna be down
But, I can't fuck with no clowns, so tell your boy to move around
I'm the hottest in the town
These niggas loving my sound
It go like
One, two Lexii coming for you! (It go like)
Three, four better lock your doors! (Uh)
Five (five), six I'ma eat a rap bitch (Bitch)
And, I don't care what their talkin' 'bout! (I never did!)
One, two Lexii coming for you!
Three, four these bitches is lookin' bored
Five, six niggas on my dick
And, you know, we coming for more
Every time I'm in the club, the bouncers showing me love
19 hella young, but I can drink what I want, and I can do what I please
I never needed ID, me and the squad slip through the back so you ain't seeing me leave
Older niggas, man
Always want me in they life, they think I'm wife
Why the fuck these niggas always fall for my type?
Who am I? Oh, I'm light?
Ain't my skin complexion so nice, or could it be the way that I dress
Or maybe, he like the way that I write, like
Oh!
Pop your shit, uh
Pop your shit, aye
Never trust a bitch, aye
On my shit, aye
They be on my shit, aye

[Outro]
Probably your favorite CEO is on my--
Aye, yeah
And, I'm the best I ever knew, I'm the best I ever did
Baby, what you tryna do?