March of Dimes

Lyrics

Came up out the trap N** now i'm selling rhymes My young n** be walkin up on shit like beg for dimes My young n** be steppin like the fucking march of dimes He askin how much for eighth i told him 9 Boy he know i'm lyin Boy Im taxin i'm the the truth Hoppin out the cut I crash like bandicoot Run around with them 50's n** We don't do the bulletproof Want a n** try just to show him i'm the truth Wanna come and ride because she know what to do Keep the 5 aside n** know that i'm a shoot N** they b bitches I ain't trippin Cuz' I got the blicky N** make me mad Mask up like I play for pistons Bitches make me mad Hell nah, gotta keep your distance I just put that brr on that 9 like I went to Memphis Pull up in that — why you fuckin missed it Hellcat around town with your missus Ridin around with a ARP too many missiles Slidin on your shit .. we don't do the rentals Keep that crazy n** from around you That shit so simple Tryna fuck a hoe up in her face Give her 4 dimples I don't give a fuck I got semi tucked N** keep on playin Till they ass get put up My young n** they with me You know they ain't give no fuck Young n** be with me boy you know they in that truck Young n** be with me they quick to hit shit up N** know they trippin if they ever mention us N** know they play no games with us we pushin' up Why these n sayin names You ain't even us Came up out the trap N** now i'm selling rhymes My young n** be walkin up on shit like beg for dimes My young n** be steppin like the fucking march of dimes He askin how much for eighth i told him 9 Boy he know i'm lyin Boy Im taxin i'm the the truth Hoppin out the cut I crash like bandicoot Run around with them 50's n** We don't do the bulletproof Want a n** try just to show him i'm the truth