Lyrics
Ay, Julian, come in here a little bit, brother (Dexter)
Just a lil' bit
Okay (boy)
Who on the beat? (La música de Harry Fraud)
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
I'ma just hop in my bag, my Birkin
I got a bitch, do the service
Huh, I came from trappin' and servin'
Run up on me, yeah, them bullets might hurt you
She wanna pop a lil' pill, a Perky
My niggas in the field playin' it dirty
I had to get it, me and my mama was workin'
Two-five, had the pack swervin'
Trap or die like my name was Jeezy
Had to get it, yeah, this shit wasn't easy
Diamonds dancin' on me like Chris Breezy
I'm smokin' snowball, got my nose sneezin'
I smack a nigga, I ain't talkin' Chris Rock
Baby on me, man, I know she a bop
Smokin' on dope, got my heart stopped
I'ma trap or die 'til the ball drop
Gotta get it, gotta grind, honey
Baby lookin' and she smilin', honey
Jake with me takin' pictures like money
I fuck a lil' bitch then I'm sittin' on money
Hop in the back of the Bentley, say, "Huh?"
Back in high school, nigga, I know you a chump
She all on me, wanna eat me like gum
I take her to the crib and I beat up her guts
Beat up her guts, beat up her buh
Beat up her buh, beat up her what?
Beat up her, uh, beat up her guts
Beat up her what? Beat up her, huh?
She fuck me like, "Huh?" She wanted some what?
She wanted some money, I'm lookin' like, "Huh?"
Baby, you what? Baby, you dumb?
Baby, you stupid? Yeah, baby, you dumb?
Huh, I'm sayin' like
I'm just wanna beat your lil' back in, baby
I'm tryna get the money and send that shit over here
You go get your next goofy or somethin', baby, like
I ain't, I ain't no goofy, baby, like
You can't get no money from me
I'm Dexter, hold up
Dexter, know what I'm sayin'?
These bitches actin' stupid these days, know what I'm sayin'?
Harry Fraud on the beat
I got, uh, money on my feet, know what I'm sayin'?
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
I'ma just hop in my bag, my Birkin
I got a bitch, do the service
Huh, I came from trappin' and servin'
Run up on me, yeah, them bullets might hurt you
She wanna pop a lil' pill, a Perky
My niggas in the field playin' it dirty
I had to get it, me and my mama was workin'
Two-five, had the pack swervin'
I'ma just hop in my bag, my Birkin
I got a bitch, do the service
Huh, I came from trappin' and servin'
Run up on me, yeah, them bullets might hurt you
She wanna pop a lil' pill, a Perky
My niggas in the field playin' it dirty
I had to get it, me and my mama was workin'
Two-five, had the pack swervin' (oh, yeah, yeah)
Had to get it, had to trap and serve
Two-five, had the pack swervin'
I'ma just beat up her what?
I'ma just beat up her guts, Dexter