Dirt Nasty (feat. Chron Lennon)
Logan Bolt
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I wanna see you bounce to the bassline Love to see them Hands on your waistline You a fuckin dime that don't waste time You way too fine to be paused on the FaceTime So Shawty let's not waste time Forty out of ten you too fine Make me wanna get my shoes shined You and marijuana my sunshine So let my dude young bolt knock you back with the punchlines This the dynasty of a lil legend don't trip on the mountain led up to my level Cause this shit is nasty This shit is shiny and polished but yo shit be looking disheveled Hollows be whizzing and whistling cutting the air with precision sound like a kettle We bout to heads banging to the beat of the bullets huh calling that shit heavy metal Pack so much chrome that they done been labeled me a cyber psycho word up to David Give up that jonesing I've seen more quality wrappers at the bottom of my locker like Davey Imma be crowned king they all below yelling out "somebody save me" Way back in 06' I been the king of the hill so nobody gonna play me She was weird as f*ck had to shake her like an eight ball Blowing my phone up got me screening all of these calls So imma blow one up and get rid of these blue balls Thinking of that butt and your nudies and our phone calls You know your boy is all balls I'm getting sick of telling you all This glass of water be tall that ass Is massive cannon balls Shawty did you recall I said leave space on the wall For all my plaques my banging tracks this is my total recall This my total recall ion remember none of yo songs Keeping my right hand on my weapon I done been left them feeling wrong I been dicking up all on your bitch as we speak she asked me to pick her a thong Bolt ain't you worried my man will come home? Said don't you worry like I won't be long ha I'll run this bitch one day you'll peak And that ever-longing trash can get lost out at sea You too whack to be any place stood next to me We been squatting all you pests it's no wonder you flea Try to be sane but don't what that means Working through the pain get fucked up in between Staying right as rain I'm my ultra light beam Your girls say my name about six times a week Playing no games she's a freak in the sheets Saying no names she belong to the streets Filming these frames to match up with the beat Better stay in your lane cause you can't compete You can't compete with the level we on Keep that heat in the sheets this not kings of leon But the 1 way you gone raps through god damn séance I like geeked up freak bitches tell thee thots be gone Be gone thots I got some business to take care of first Say you the only ones putting it work But how the f*ck nobody f*ck with that dirt that you push out consistently you all need a Hearse You all need to get the f*ck out of our game Ironically you the ones came here to play But I don't mean being productive just clowning around and exposing you fake
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