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INTRO

 

INTRO

(Album: Back On Dexter: A Gangsta Grillz Mixtape - 2023)


Look, now still getting money when I set the season out (Set the season out)
Pardon my postpartum, I'm back eating now
Yelling at Kashton like, "Why you got the TV loud?"
He seen my face on the screen, you shoulda seen his smile (Kash Doll, get 'em)
Left my first deal, two days later I was back signed (Gangsta)
Ain't have to pay a single dollar, I know that's right
(Oh shit, yessir)
I know they hate, I'm still buzzing like I flatlined
Pushed my white buffs Buffs up and I'm on that time (Boy)
GIA-Certified, they forgot the ent
My shit big I could never do a thin piece (Big Kash)
15k a day to share a post, imagine ten weeks (Huh)
Excuse you? Everything broke offend me (Look)
I can't find my crib on the map, it's too new (Woo)
I keep ignoring fits in the mall, it's too you (Ew)
I lost a half a million dollar kit, what I do? (Guess what I did?)
Bought everything that I lost times two
Every word cost a dollar, keep yo' paragraph short
If you came up in 2020 how you make it back poor? (Stop)
Starting shit for no reason, ain't no way you that bored
Sending shots on the net like you hate the backboard (Bitch)

Ayy, I got two closets full of purses that I barely get to wear
That's two million on bags, love 'em all, I can't share (I love 'em)
I supports my friends, probably spent a million on hair (Me)
Hyperbaric chamber, I'll spend a million on air
Ayy, the devil wore Prada, I'm a angel in these Louis (That's right)
I'm so rich, the fuck I look like hanging with a groupie (Fuck I look like)
I could tell your doctor didn't know what he was doing
Baby, you wanted a Benz and walked out with a hoopty
Heard a knock at the door, I'm paranoid like, "Who is it?"
Found out my credit had to get my black card delivered (Aww, man)
Checked the forecast, the news anchor saying blizzard
I'm trynna see which Mink I'm 'bout to purchase for the winter (Yeah)
Help yo' friend now, she down bad, think she need a loan (Yeah)
You ain't talking money on yo' line, you won't need a phone (Yeah)
On a Friday, I got 'em staring like I'm Nia Long (That's right)
Bitch, I'm petting lions in Morocco with my cheetah on
Tailgating Benzes to my shows, you a bus renter (Yeah)
I ain't got no room for all this money, bought my clutch bigger
Honorary hush member (Yeah), 100k and up spender (Yeah)
Back on Dexter, bossed up, fuck niggas (Gangsta Grizzills)

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