Asthma Attack (Original)*

By Famous Dex

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[Verse 1: Famous Dex]

Hop in the truck and go wow

Hop in the truck, freestyle

Yeah, look at me now, my pockets looking like wow

Kids so big, huh yeah

I got three kids, huh

Baby T, Baby J, Baby Dex, ooh

They getting big, for real

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch]

All of my kids straight, got rich off of mixtapes

My money like 6'8, my chain a brand new wraith

My bitch she bad today, can't fuck with these niggas they fake

It's [?], I had too much on my [?]

Yo Dexter, when are we puttin' that boy on a stretcher?

Yo Dexter, that pussy was good I bought her a Lexus

Marshall went and got the pints from Texas

Break a brick down then I stretch it

The world is mine, I done already said it

The bitch want a bag but she cannot get it (Hey)


[Verse 3: Jay Critch]

Bitch want a bag, but I tell her forget it

Left wrist all baguette spaghetti

Cartier frames , so I see where I'm heading

She let me swipe like it's debit or credit

Hop out the Lambo truck, brand new amiri stuff

And I'm poppin' the tags

Sit with that cheese on us, if she ain't eatin' up

Then I'm dubbin' it fast

Tryna compete with us, little nigga you don't make no deposits

Ran it up, when I ran out of options, ran it down like what's in your wallet, aye

Came a long way, hitting stains in a Balmain

Now I'm with Dex, making plays like the ball game

I don't gotta flex, diamonds hitting from long range