Joe Dirt

[Intro]
Check a bag, no Poker, GO
His name on a poster
Took too many xans, now I feel like im on a coaster
In the back of the maybach its just me and my chauffeur

[Bridge]
Listen there ain't no hope for us
Let me light my dope first
I dont really wanna know sir
He a coward, he got no courage
He ain’t never did no dirt
He fell off like Joe Dirt
He don't want beef, he kosher
I pull off in a motor
Riding raris and rovers, while im smokin on doper
She said she want closure, but i ain't tryna get closer
So much dope that my throat hurt
Tryna go on me, im like no sir
She a President bitch I might vote her, but
I dont really wanna know her

[Verse 1]
Traphouse jump like kangaroo
She fucked me right before she hang with you
No playground, i ain’t finna play with you
Line em all up, hit the stains by two
In chiraq where they don't play by the rules
Light em up with the Glock, we don't play in the pool
Light his ass up like a 8th of the TU
I skeet on off in a canada coupe
When you shoot me better have you some aim
Talking money we don't speak the same
We got 8's and we chopping the brain
And we don't leave the picture no frame
Fredeoster, that's the big boss and i gotta live up to his name
What im taking it can't ease the pain
Walk outside and roll up in the rain
I think she want me for my name
She top me first day, no first date
I took your bitch, I can’t debate
Sip a rack to the face and away
Want some from me better pay
She know that I tweak everyday
I ain’t tryna speak to your face, so ima speak to the bank

There ain't no hope for us
Let me light my dope first
Smoke strong, i dont smoke purp
He a coward, he so courage
Need a straight head ,not a folder
Straight bag, no poker
Dope stronger than a boulder
Walk in with an odor
He don’t want beef, he kosher
She know ima strong smoker
I pull up in a go cart
Ride past ya, it go skrttttt
She a president bitch, I might vote her
RPG gonna be on a poster
I was thinking about Freddyoster
In the back of the back of my maybach with chaffeur
Like Jay Z wrote, kick dirt off my shoulder
You get burned for bread I ain't thinkin bout no toaster
I just want the head, no I dont really wanna know her
Yeah ima loner, kinda feeling like I'm Joe Dirt..