That bitch she thinkin' she a dime piece I had f*cked a couple times that bitch too
Much like me Ask me how many did I pop told her it was
Like three I had to get away can't let them just go and
Find me Them boys stuck in last place I make ten on
Bad days Big bank always take lil' bank might
Just up this to his face I can't right the shit I did so I put
Codeine to my lips I'm uptown livin' tryna get rich all
That wolfing he got zipped Had to take it to the face had to face it
Every day You still stuck on losses I'm tryna run to the
Bank just every day I'm straight to the mothaf*ckn bag like
My real name was Bruce Wayne Ain't no S up on my chest cannot
Save a hoe no way
That bitch she thinkin' she a dime piece I had f*cked a couple times that bitch too
Much like me Ask me how many did I pop told her it was
Like three I had to get away can't let them just go and
Find me Them boys stuck in last place I make ten on
Bad days Big bank always take lil' bank might
Just up this to his face I can't right the shit I did so I put
Codeine to my lips I'm uptown livin' tryna get rich all
That wolfing he got zipped
2knd - Dime Lyrics
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That bitch she thinkin' she a dime piece I had f*cked a couple times that bitch too
Much like me Ask me how many did I pop told her it was
Like three I had to get away can't let them just go and
Find me Them boys stuck in last place I make ten on
Bad days Big bank always take lil' bank might
Just up this to his face I can't right the shit I did so I put
Codeine to my lips I'm uptown livin' tryna get rich all
That wolfing he got zipped Had to take it to the face had to face it
Every day You still stuck on losses I'm tryna run to the
Bank just every day I'm straight to the mothaf*ckn bag like
My real name was Bruce Wayne Ain't no S up on my chest cannot
Save a hoe no way
That bitch she thinkin' she a dime piece I had f*cked a couple times that bitch too
Much like me Ask me how many did I pop told her it was
Like three I had to get away can't let them just go and
Find me Them boys stuck in last place I make ten on
Bad days Big bank always take lil' bank might
Just up this to his face I can't right the shit I did so I put
Codeine to my lips I'm uptown livin' tryna get rich all
That wolfing he got zipped
Much like me Ask me how many did I pop told her it was
Like three I had to get away can't let them just go and
Find me Them boys stuck in last place I make ten on
Bad days Big bank always take lil' bank might
Just up this to his face I can't right the shit I did so I put
Codeine to my lips I'm uptown livin' tryna get rich all
That wolfing he got zipped Had to take it to the face had to face it
Every day You still stuck on losses I'm tryna run to the
Bank just every day I'm straight to the mothaf*ckn bag like
My real name was Bruce Wayne Ain't no S up on my chest cannot
Save a hoe no way
That bitch she thinkin' she a dime piece I had f*cked a couple times that bitch too
Much like me Ask me how many did I pop told her it was
Like three I had to get away can't let them just go and
Find me Them boys stuck in last place I make ten on
Bad days Big bank always take lil' bank might
Just up this to his face I can't right the shit I did so I put
Codeine to my lips I'm uptown livin' tryna get rich all
That wolfing he got zipped
Writer: Nicholas Mitchell
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