Famous Dex – CHUMP lyrics

Dexter
Fake ass niggas, I don't even give no fuck, that's how I feel (bitch ass, lame ass niggas)
Right off the top and shit
Check this out (broke ass niggas)
Ha

Niggas they fake, sake, hate, fuck on their sister, ooh (yeah, I did)
Niggas they fake, what, run up on me and dismissed him (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Wet a nigga like some tissue (ooh)
Pussy nigga, what's the issue? (A what?)
Yeah, I don't really like this nigga, huh (what?)
Fat Daddy kill this nigga, huh (bow)
Yeah, huh, back then I was really broke (what?)
This year I'm gettin' hella dough (I am)
Blue cheese, yeah I want more (want some more)
Wait, huh, look at my diamonds, they shine, got Cartier lil' bitch (ooh, Cartier)
Ooh, huh, look at my right wrist shine
Diamonds stare lil' bitch, ooh (diamonds all for the what?)
Ooh, drinkin' lean like it's beer, huh (beer)
Pullin' bitches by they hair, ooh
Ridin' 'round in a Ghost, ha (skrrt)
Windows tinted like the mayor, ha (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, what, huh, you can't shoot 'cause it's bulletproof
Fuckin' that bitch, she ain't into you, ha
This lil' bitch is a bubble, huh (yeah, I know, what?)
Wait, I had to count my bands up
Bad bitch, I can't stand up
I just pulled up in a Range truck
Wait, pull up in Range (what?)
Yeah bitch, I'm a danger, huh (what?)
.30 on me, keep it dangerous (what?)
What, I'm no singer, huh
Bullets flyin' make you sing, yeah, what (bow, bow, bow, bow)

Nah, I ain't really good at talkin' to you, you know what I'm sayin'? (I ain't no stranger, bullets hit you, swear you in danger)
I, I'ma get back to work
Swing, you got some 'Woods rolled up in that bitch? (I ain't no stranger, bullets hit you, swear you in danger)
Yeah, I know
I don't fuck with nobody man
I got this shit (uh, Dexter)
Ha (uh, yeah, what?)

Look at my middle finger diamonds bitch, shining, ooh, what (bow, bow)
Fuck your lil' bitch one time, that bitch be wylin' what
Yeah, kick your bitch to the curb, what
I don't want that bitch, I skrrt (skrrt)
Get on my nerves, what (what?)
Stupid bitch get on my nerves, what, yeah

For the skrilla I go burr, yeah
Money, money, m-money, money, money, know what I'm sayin'?
My real name is Dexter too (no for real, it's on my passport, dumbass)
Ha
Ooh, yeah (yeah, a what?)

Wake up, smoke me a wake n' bake, huh
Yeah, huh, pussy ass nigga talk what?
Put him ass in the lake, yeah (bow, bow, bow, bow)
Ooh, huh, .30 on me, I don't miss, huh, yeah (what?)
Shootin' like Jerry West (uh)
Bullet hit you right up in the chest
Yeah, bitch (I don't think they heard you, say it again Dexter)
Yeah, shootin' like Jerry West, what (what?)
Bullets hit his ass in the chest like uh (uh)

You know what I'm sayin'?
I ain't gotta say my real name (I don't)
Bitch ass nigga, you know who behind this camera
The mic, ha, can't fight (what?)
Ooh, I'm like, pop a lil' Perc, huh, all night, huh
I swear to God, alright, I'm high (what?)
She bi (she what?), she want the dick, a lot (a lie)
She wanna get some money, baby girl hell nah, that's a lie
Dexter