Lyrics:
(That's Vade on the keys)
And free Var 'nem
But this gun dirty
That's somethin', nigga, YoungBoy
They don't like who I am
I don't like it one
this money, army green, the color relish
Pop, pop, they fall like feathers, this watch is all baguettes
I got my hammer on me, see his bitch and went
yourself maybe you'll pop
Ha, but maybe not
If you give me a beat I'mma crush it, I'm makin' it very hot
Hit him up in his stomach, I'm makin' his cherry pop
Waddup Babygirl? Ahahah
Bitch keep on talking you gon end up in a bodybag
Pop em in the face then I'll hit it from her dirty back
Catch another case
Photoshoot when I roll a blunt for your bitch
Cocaine Yola white just like some grits
I don't bother nobody I pop my shit
Seven O Six he down and dirty grew up
And this is for my D-Boys, D-Coys, D-Stroy, D-Noid, D-Boys
Pockets full of bread, watchin' for the feds
Got it full of lead, don't make us pop you in
Freck, yeah I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
[Paul Cain]
Look
Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
Posing us can't be wise
your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(For real baby)
And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
I
your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(For real baby)
And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
I
Fucking bitches by the dozen
Count to Twelve bitch
Even if she got a husband
Who the fuck's that?
You know we still had to fuck 'em
Yeah we do it dirty
I
(yeah)
Had to go, grew up dirty by the stove
Now I line them up and knock 'em down like it be dominos (yeah, yeah)
Domino (yeah, yeah) domino (yeah,
doors just to score for the team
French was the plug when we scored on the lean
Cup dirty I just sell clean
Gotta get this shit by any means
We got
Ridin' While Ya Dirty, 'cause They Gunnin For My Top
I Ain't Duckin And Dodgin, I'm Only Runnin From The Cops
Spendin Grand By The Grand By Hundred On My
my cup
I'm so mean, lifted up and caught by the police
They feel me, riding dirty hopped up in the streets
They feel me, riding dirty, riding dirty
wanna be the next one pop up dead
I’m just tryna get rich I ain’t tryna die
But this Lil 9-5 gone barely get me by
I had to go flip a pack so many times
even gotta date nigga I'm boss
Came from the bottom feeling like I hit the lotto
Ima pop a couple bottles bitches gon follow
I'm the nigga wit the lead
shovin' it
Wham bam thank you mam a dirty nigga wrote
And if your man want to trip I'll let the trigger go
Pop, pop, pop, pop, now watch that nigga drop
Freck, yeah I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
[Paul Cain]
Look
Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
Posing us can't be wise
(featuring 50/50 Twin)
[hook]
Play Dirty
Like I slipped in mud before the game
And The Coach wouldn't even let a playa go change
Play Dirty
I talk
nothing tresletree them brick apartments (The bricks)
I piece by piece my way up out that hole and got shit poppin (I pop shit)
Before the ppp I kept
I asked my cousin what he wanna be, he said a hustler
His Pop locked up and his momma dude is a buster
He grew up looking up to me, I never been
from the hills
Geeking I’m up to the morning
You know I been popping them pills
I sipping dirty dirty
My glock dirty dirty
Pussy ass nigga can’t hurt me
you dirty like your pops
Sellin' dirt, I'm not a farm
Bullet tip shape hard, by the answer like a car
Xanax, Audemars, they on my neck like a collar
Dirty soda, Spike Lee, white girl, Ice T
Fully loaded AP, yeah
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I
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