Stokeley

[Intro: DirtyFaceSmook & Ski Mask The Slump God]

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

No we ain't friends, no we ain't homies

You don't want DirtyFace you only want Stokeley

DJ Creative Mind came to hit 'em upside the head with that fye

I'm probably with Ski Mask too, bitch

Don't tell nobody, ooh

[Chorus: DirtyFaceSmook & Ski Mask The Slump God]

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey (ayy!)

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

No we ain't friends, no we ain't homies

You don't want DirtyFace, you only want Stokeley

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

No we ain't friends, no we ain't homies

You don't want DirtyFace, you only want Stokeley (ayy!)

[Verse 1: DirtyFaceSmook]

Stop tryna fuck with Dirty, just to get the Stokes

This goes for these niggas and these dusty ass hoes

I don't wanna have to shoot you, I really don't wanna have to do it

But I live what I say in this music, keep a .30 on me and I use it

I throw my little brother a pack, that nigga gon' move it

Got water on my wrist, lil bitch, it's like we cruising

I bought myself a chain, not a car because I Uber

I hit it from the back, sip a four and now I'm snoozing

They used to hate a nigga now they wanna be with the movement

I told you I was winning lil bitch, and now you losing

Clout chasing bitches, boy I swear them hoes is useless

Coming through my squad, lil bitch, you just a nuissance

[Chorus: DirtyFaceSmook & Ski Mask The Slump God]

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey (ayy!)

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey (wet, flex)

No we ain't friends, no we ain't homies

You don't want DirtyFace, you only want Stokeley

(In the flesh, hey)

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

When that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey

No we ain't friends, no we ain't homies

You don't want DirtyFace, you only want Stokeley

[Verse 2: DirtyFaceSmook]

Told her, "swallow my jits"

Bitch swallow my jits

I'll come to your party

With a thirty round clip

Thirty bitches with me

While I look like a pimp

I'll walk in your party

With all of this drip

Told her, "swallow my kids"

Told her, "swallow my drips"

Told her, "swallow my kids"

Don't give me no kiss

Gang, gang, gang gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang gang

Gang, gang gang, gang

Where the fuck is Frieza?

[Outro: DJ Creative Mind]

DJ Creative Mind!