Dust ’Em Off

[Pre-Hook: Peso Talk]
Fuck your Trues, spendin' mama's checks
Bitch, I come in first, WINTRSZN on my neck
Fuckin' with my ex, say let’s reconnect
Getting all her nudes and then I pass it to my friends
'cause I don’t give a fuck about some manners, fuck respect
Y’all weak as a bitch, got it tatted on my chest
And I’m not tryna flex, but I been gettin' bread
While you was with your homies wishing you were me instead

[Hook: Peso Talk]
Dust 'em off, dust 'em off, that’s what we gon' do
They always say they doin' shit but they ain't makin' moves
They always think I’m lackin' but they really have no clue
They really think they 'bout it but they never finna shoot
Dust 'em off, dust 'em off, that’s what we gon' do
They always say they doin' shit but they ain't makin' moves
They always think I’m lackin' but they really have no clue
They really think I'm 'bout it but they never finna shoot
Tell me something new

[Refrain: Lil Wintr]
Break the bank, yeah, lil hoe I stay flexin'
All my bands, yeah this hoe, she want the dick, and
Got the racks on bands, tell me something new, yeah
Shiny jewels on neck, lil hoe, fuck your Trues, yeah

[Verse: Lil Wintr]
Guappin' up, run it up, bitch I want neck, yeah
Blowin' up, money up, I run a check, and
Dust 'em off again, whippin' in the coupe, yeah
You ain't got no bands, rack up more than two
Got the bank in the back, yeah, bitch I go and flex
On your mom, on your dad, yeah, pourin' up the tech
Sprintin' to the guap, bitch I run my Wi-Fi bands
PayPal to the bank, spendin' racks on racks on racks
On my gang, that’s on me, I'mma flex up on these kids
In the whip, pullin' up, thumbin' money, countin' six
Bitch I dust 'em off, put my money in the safe
Mixin' up the Sprite, hoe, I pull off in a wraith

[Hook: Peso Talk]
Dust 'em off, dust 'em off, that’s what we gon' do
They always say they doin' shit but they ain't makin' moves
They always think I’m lackin' but they really have no clue
They really think they 'bout it but they never finna shoot
Dust 'em off, dust 'em off

[Refrain: Lil Wintr]
Break the bank, yeah, lil hoe I stay flexin'
All my bands, yeah this hoe, she want the dick, and
Got the racks on bands, tell me something new, yeah
Shiny jewels on neck, lil hoe, fuck your Trues, yeah

[Pre-Hook: Peso Talk]
Fuck your Trues, spendin' mama's checks
Bitch, I come in first, WINTRSZN on my neck
Fuckin' with my ex, say let’s reconnect
Getting all her nudes and then I pass it to my friends
'cause I don’t give a fuck about some manners, fuck respect
Y’all weak as a bitch, got it tatted on my chest
And I’m not tryna flex, but I been gettin' bread
While you was with your homies wishing you were me instead

[Hook: Peso Talk]
Dust 'em off, dust 'em off, that’s what we gon' do
They always say they doin' shit but they ain't makin' moves
They always think I’m lackin' but they really have no clue
They really think they 'bout it but they never finna shoot
Dust 'em off, dust 'em off, that’s what we gon' do
They always say they doin' shit but they ain't makin' moves
They always think I’m lackin' but they really have no clue
They really think I'm 'bout it but they never finna shoot
Tell me something new