[Verse 1: Kembe X]
Uhh
Uh
So could you spare to squat a dollar?
We broke as hell, I rap but no one pays me
Maybe I've been acting lazy
In the trap I'm going crazy
Can't state my problem, but lately
It's been trouble all on my mind
I'm finna up the banger on babies
And I don't know what the f** I'm gon find
Real n***a on the grind
n***as panickin
Bad b**hes making me sandwiches
Finna lace my swisher with Anacin
Don't trip, yo b**h gon handle it
Pause n***a!
That sh** cray
No titties in your phone? n***a that sh** gay
f** my liver and my lungs
Keep my dick up on her tongue
Now I never gotta listen to what that b**h say
Throw some D's, Blow some trees
I don't give no f**
I ain't never seen my penis, cause it's always in her bu*t
I be flipping hella tables
And stealing hella cable
Now my neighbors hella angry cause they p**n bill done gone up
f** naw bruh
I can't fold for your bullsh**
I should get a gun and hella bullets
Then ride around in yo hood
Know The Village up to no good
Finna get it tatted all on my dick
And I got a bad b**h all on my dick
When we send it up it's madness, all cause my clique
Don't give no f**
[Hook: Alex Wiley]
Let me get a dollar
Let me get a dollar
Let me hold that dollar n***a
Know you got that dollar n***a x2
[Verse 2: Alex Wiley]
Titties in my phone
From a b**h that is not my b**h
Hey b**h, come tickle my privates
Living life like it's YOLO on my eyelids
Then it's bye-bye b**h
Back to the trap I go
n***as real cold at the rap, I know
Pimp suit and a cane, if she lacks my dough
Baby powder in my hand, I'mma smack my hoes
Fist a b**h like Pacquiao
Green crack is crackin, my pack is loud
Hey man, be clear, this my daddy house
If you got a dollar gon swag me out
Rap real good, give me a dollar please
If not b**h, you can go and swallow deez
That's why I'm givin yo b**h a whole lot of D
And she's making me nachos with a lot of cheese
[Monster Mike]
I be f**ing your hoes about raw as me at this rap sh**
So that's pretty raw
You ain't f**ing her right
I put stuff in her bu*t and take all of the pics with my cellular phone
YOLO b**h! f** the opps
n***a yo whole b**h, s**ed the FOP
She's on my dick, I call her draws
I just text the b**h, but you got to call
Cause y'all be rappin hella bad, ain't even tryna rock with ya
All I do is swa-swa-swag, and all you do is Hollister
I'm tryna get on or something
Let me get a dollar bruh
If not I'm upping ratchet, and on God I'm taking all your stuff
YOLO
[Hook: Alex Wiley]