DIRTY!

Come in the bathroom Backing up like I don't give a fuck Gotta move the bricks Bands, so I could get the truck What up with it, buddy? South Uh, dirty (dirty) Money, I'ma make you look dirty Poke it out Funny how the world caught up with me (yeah) Heard them plates in New York don't fuck with me Sheeple (sheeple) Keep it transparent, y'all see-through Help me out Mama used to bump Grizzy, no Beatles Big man tried to get seat from the Eagles Karma In L.A. with that blicky playing Contra Nasty You gon' meet the fist like Arthur (uh) Lost Crew with the cops, I'm Lana Two cig's, Big Pun and Fat Joe, they twins Pull it out, get to bummin' like Sims And I don't need 20 niggas to defense Dirty! Get low Huh, get low Uh, uh Fuck! Better have ten, nah, nah, nigga, we Dawg, look at these niggas Grind my teeth how they spit so much filler (for real) Wannabe just to wanna be wiggas Same wannabes wanna be killers, mhm Weak-ass rhymes (weak), weak-ass lines (weak) Same old synths, them weak-ass live (facts) Fresh carpool, this lane all mine (uh) Already lacked, can't nobody get by Who you gon' call when the trends all die? (Ayy) Niggas follow, I been walkin' my path the whole time (yeah) Shit hurts worse when you deep in the grind Out on bail like 'Pac in the prime Style so slutty, even you gotta try it (what else?) My shit, yeah, big drum on the .9 (what else?) When you spit subs, you give me your own time And you can't get it back, niggas know I ain't lying Huh Huh