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