Gotcho Bitch

Yeah, Wop yeah, Dexter Thirty three come with my Glock Thirty three come with my Glock Gettin this money I swear I won't stop What? yeah polo he writin' the beat Zaytoven writin' the beat I f*ck your bitch every week, what? yeah Yeah, uh, yeah, wait Thirty three come with my Glock I get the money don't stop I got this dope in my sock Servin' the fiends who trap on the block I got your bitch in my spot She got her hand in the pot Whippin' that shit 'til it lock Throw up the money, I trap with the pot This lil boy know he a flop Draco make his heart stop I bought the percs off the lot Ride with the Glock Yeah we ride with the mobs Bitch it's Dexter and Lil Wop F*ck on your bitch, she a thot Out the window with the chop Hold on Wop, wait I run up and shoot up the team I be buzzin' off a bean My bitch all in magazines Ball all day, yeah I ball all Geekin' off the lean, I done fell asleep Four AM in the trap, nigga gotta eat Trappin' out my granny house The junkies goin' brazy Young slime niggas with them Sticks like the navy He don't want no smoke Yeah I put that on my baby Roll the window down Pistol poppin' like lil baby Diamonds on my chain, everybody looking crazy I'm sippin' lean, pour a six, now I'm lazy Baby girl slop me in the Bathroom 'cause she crazy Wait, she suck my brozay TJ and went brazy I got these diamonds on my wrist Diamonds they look like some piss Niggas talkin' like some fish I ain't respond to your diss, yeah Keep my thirty on me and Wop I saw a nigga's face, make his heart stop Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop dexter, Dexter, Dexter Wop, Wop, Wop, Wop Dexter, Dexter, Dexter, yeah, what Wop, Dexter, Wop, Dexter Wop, Dexter, Wop, Dexter Wop, Dexter, Wop, Dexter Wop, Dexter, Wop, and Dexter Wop, Dexter, what? Thirty-three come with my Glock Thirty-three come with my Glock Run up on him make his heart stop Dexter and Lil Wop, Dexter and Lil Wop Wop, Wop, run up on him with the mop