[Verse 1]
You a lil' lame lil' boy
You should be the last person to be talkin'
I don't care 'bout fame, lil' boy
I send them shooters, yeah, they ain't walkin'
We pull up in Benlteys, lil' boy
Ooh, coupes, I got a bitch
Ooh-ooh, money be comin' and it look blue
I don't care 'bout fame, lil' boy
You should be the last person to be talkin'
You a lil' lame lil' boy
I cannot talk to you
I get the money it's blue
She wanna fuck wit' me
Hop in the Benz, hop in the coupe, let's go somewhere that's not ugly
Huh, my heart broke
I got the money, you sorrow
Wait, huh, you sorry
Please don't say no sorry
I get the money up every day, no, I ain't waitin' on no tomorrow
All these n***as steady retarded
Run up on these n***as, I farted
Choppa on me and spit like, *phew*, that n***a just farted
Huh, yeah, I say, that choppa say, *bewfeighrgewir*

[Interlude]
That shit just fartin', you know what I'm sayin'?
I don't know none 'bout y'all n***as, y'all lame as hell
Dexter, oh man god damn
[Verse 2]
You a lil' lame lil' boy
Talkin' all that lil' shit
Do it for the fame, lil' boy
It's just me and me, stay dangerous
Yeah, we hang, lil' boy
Don't hang wit' us
Used to ride on the bus
Now we got Bentley trucks
You a lil' lame lil' boy
Ohh, huh, can't hang wit' me
You is lookin' for the fame, lil' boy
I don't do it for the fame, lil' boy
Wait, don't do it for the fame
Most of you n***as, they lame
Playin' bitches, you would think I'm a game
N***a get money for real
Yeah, I'm high off a pill
Who wanna get killed?
Hah, Dexter, I do whatever
I got the money, I'm gone, whatever
Hop on a jet, whatever
Yeah, smokin' on gas pack
Ooh, you n***as, man, you lame
I'ma [?]
You a lil' lame lil' boy
Doin' anything you can for the fame, lil' boy
Hop in a Bentley truck, I'm doin' my own thang, lil' boy
[Outro]
Huh, .30s, and choppas and .50s
Them dracos, you know they ridin' wit' me, hol' on
.30s, and choppas and .50s
.30s, and choppas and .50s
.30s, and choppas and .50s
Them dracos, you know they ridin' wit' me, hah, Dexter