Glohan, you need to grow up
Dexter
Dexter
Uh Dexter, uh yeah, uh what

Look at my chain, my ring, my watch
Swear to God, yeah, my shit glow
Look at your chain, your ring, your watch
Throw that shit right out the window
Bad bitch, tell the bitch get low
Fifty shot, boy better get low
Smokin' dope right with my kinfolk
Ride in a Mazi, hell nah, no rental
Look at my chain, my ring, my watch
Swear to God, yeah, my shit glow
Look at your chain, your ring, your watch
Throw that shit right out the window
Bad bitch, tell the bitch get low
Fifty shot, boy better get low
Smokin' dope right my kinfolk
Ride in a Mazi, hell nah, no rental

Pull up with Ty, got a lil bitch and she bi
Swear to God, man she ain't mad, but that bitch fire
Swear to God, man, that bitch, she fire
Feed her a lil molly she high, ooh, what (uh Dexter)
Run to the money's a must, ooh
I used to ride in a bus, huh
Now I got Bentley truck
Used to broke, now I'm havin' stuff (uh what)
Wait, yea, ohh, look at my diamonds not fake, huh
Ap, yeah, I skate, huh
Costin' 'bout 80k, ooh, yeah, what
I was just broke in the days and straight
Now I'm geekin' on stage
Pop me two pills, it's fake
Fuck your bitch, pull on her braids, what, yea, huh, ooh
I like to cool in New York, huh
All the niggas really dorks, huh
Gettin' money is a sport (gettin' money is a sport)
Huh, what, yea
I used to sleep on the floor, huh
Swear to God, used to be broke, huh
I ain't goin' back no more, huh
Huh, yeah, Dexter

Look at my chain, my ring, my watch
Swear to God, yeah, my shit glow
Look at your chain, your ring, your watch
Throw that shit right out the window
Bad bitch, tell the bitch get low
Fifty shot, boy better get low
Smokin' dope right with my kinfolk
Ride in a Mazi, hell nah, no rental
Look at my chain, my ring, my watch
Swear to God, yeah, my shit glow
Look at your chain, your ring, your watch
Throw that shit right out the window
Bad bitch, tell the bitch get low
Fifty shot, boy better get low
Smokin' dope right with my kinfolk
Ride in a Mazi, hell nah, no rental

Throw out the window
Bad lil bitch, tell her
I get lit with Ty though
In New York with Ty though
Ty though, what

Ooh, huh
Look at my chain, my ring, my watch
Swear to God, yeah, my shit glow
Look at your chain, your ring, your watch
Throw that shit right out the window
Bad bitch, tell the bitch get low
Fifty shot, boy better get low
Smokin' dope right with my kinfolk
Ride in a Mazi, hell nah, no rental
Look at my chain, my ring, my watch
Swear to God, yeah, my shit glow
Look at your chain, your ring, your watch
Throw that shit right out the window
Bad bitch, tell the bitch get low
Fifty shot, boy better get low
Smokin' dope right with my kinfolk
Ride in a Mazi, hell nah, no rental