WATCH FOR THE PIGS

[Intro: DJ Pharris] (What the fuck is Dirty Nachos?) (This Chicago, nigga) Ayy, put some cheese on that motherfucker (Damn son, where'd you find this?) [Verse] Neighbors real nosey, weed real flunky, I'm a weed Junkie Got filet cash, but I still eat bologna Beef ravioli, turn to Master Chovey Grab the macaroni, come and smack his homie You know I got it on me, flat 'em like a Sony (Real trap shit) Burn 'em like a phony, In Florida like I'm Tony Bitches said she saw me, she thought she saw my Audi Okay hoe, I'm outty, I just want the toppy You said it was your hobby, well, why you ain't do it sloppy? Yeah, I got my moppy, okay cool, you copy Dare you try to rob me, turn you to a zombie Baby, you're a lil boy, he callin' for his mommy In a red car, gettin' hеad by a blondie Chopper started laughin', I'm likе this shit ain't funny I might be wearin' a see through coat, you tryna find me Yeah, we open, like a plaza Screen a nigga, like a plasma Got the pump, like some asthma Spray your block, like a tagger Foot down, It's going faster Football, we gon catch 'em Fifty shots, it's a massacre Take some blood, bitch it's Dracula With a boy band, call him spectacular Uh-uh, he smokin' regular One of my hoes, BM was draggin' her They flipping gangs, these niggas spatulas I know she fucking, bitch I'm a happener She put it down, I have to laugh at her She curious, to why I don't ride with her Your pig ass ain't come around till I got my cabbage up [Outro] Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up Your pig ass ain't come around 'til I got my cabbage up