Too dirty, yeah, yeah, ayy, okay, okay
If you talking bout money, then nigga I'm "broke" and I'm f*ckin' yo bitch, got my hand
Round her throat and go give me the pack, lil' nigga, it's sold
But when I get the gas, I don't sell for the low
I gotta get bread, you already know I cut off your neck if you talk out your throat
Don't need to explain, my niggas on go I go hop in the boat and my niggas we row
This shit too easy, now we got commas don't play with the gang, go play with yo mama
He been too hurt, nigga, got that trauma I f*ck up yo life like I was Osama
I been on the block, yeah, I'm in the hood don't worry bout me and my niggas, we good
Let's get this rap shit understood I do it with ease, lil' nigga, you write
Might send me a shooter to f*ck up yo life and I'm in the backyard high as a kite
If I wanna go do it, then nigga, I might cause it never been nothin' to f*ck up yo life
I take this rap shit like a bike I just hop on the beat and, lil' nigga, I ride
I got black and white shooters like they was a strike
And I carry a knife, nigga, I don't fight but don't get it wrong, cause I'll beat nigga
And if I got the gun, bitch, I'm pullin' the trigger AK-47 hit his liver
Put you on the billboard, now you famous how I switch up the flow, nigga, you can't tame it
Money comin' and I'm makin' arrangements beat up the pack like I was a drummer
Just might get an Airbnb for the summer ( ok, ok)
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Too dirty, yeah, yeah, ayy, okay, okay
If you talking bout money, then nigga I'm "broke" and I'm f*ckin' yo bitch, got my hand
Round her throat and go give me the pack, lil' nigga, it's sold
But when I get the gas, I don't sell for the low
I gotta get bread, you already know I cut off your neck if you talk out your throat
Don't need to explain, my niggas on go I go hop in the boat and my niggas we row
This shit too easy, now we got commas don't play with the gang, go play with yo mama
He been too hurt, nigga, got that trauma I f*ck up yo life like I was Osama
I been on the block, yeah, I'm in the hood don't worry bout me and my niggas, we good
Let's get this rap shit understood I do it with ease, lil' nigga, you write
Might send me a shooter to f*ck up yo life and I'm in the backyard high as a kite
If I wanna go do it, then nigga, I might cause it never been nothin' to f*ck up yo life
I take this rap shit like a bike I just hop on the beat and, lil' nigga, I ride
I got black and white shooters like they was a strike
And I carry a knife, nigga, I don't fight but don't get it wrong, cause I'll beat nigga
And if I got the gun, bitch, I'm pullin' the trigger AK-47 hit his liver
Put you on the billboard, now you famous how I switch up the flow, nigga, you can't tame it
Money comin' and I'm makin' arrangements beat up the pack like I was a drummer
Just might get an Airbnb for the summer ( ok, ok)
If you talking bout money, then nigga I'm "broke" and I'm f*ckin' yo bitch, got my hand
Round her throat and go give me the pack, lil' nigga, it's sold
But when I get the gas, I don't sell for the low
I gotta get bread, you already know I cut off your neck if you talk out your throat
Don't need to explain, my niggas on go I go hop in the boat and my niggas we row
This shit too easy, now we got commas don't play with the gang, go play with yo mama
He been too hurt, nigga, got that trauma I f*ck up yo life like I was Osama
I been on the block, yeah, I'm in the hood don't worry bout me and my niggas, we good
Let's get this rap shit understood I do it with ease, lil' nigga, you write
Might send me a shooter to f*ck up yo life and I'm in the backyard high as a kite
If I wanna go do it, then nigga, I might cause it never been nothin' to f*ck up yo life
I take this rap shit like a bike I just hop on the beat and, lil' nigga, I ride
I got black and white shooters like they was a strike
And I carry a knife, nigga, I don't fight but don't get it wrong, cause I'll beat nigga
And if I got the gun, bitch, I'm pullin' the trigger AK-47 hit his liver
Put you on the billboard, now you famous how I switch up the flow, nigga, you can't tame it
Money comin' and I'm makin' arrangements beat up the pack like I was a drummer
Just might get an Airbnb for the summer ( ok, ok)
Writer: Kaylen Barlow
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