[Intro]
Bitch, I got one, bitch, I got two
Bitch, I got three, four, five, six, seven bands
Bitch, I got eight, bitch, I got nine
Bitch, I got ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen bands, word!
[Verse 1]
Fuck the drama, you say you hard, I’m finna one-up
I’m like a llama, I can spit and give you two L’s for you and your mama
Man, no Osama when I say I’ma blow this shit, wait, pause, um
Like a comma, y’all sleepin’ on me, get out yo’ pajamas
Uh, yeah, get out yo’ dream, lil’ jit (Woah)
I let it bang. I’m doin’ my thang, I tote the lil’ shit (Tote the lil’ shit)
I will not cuff a bitch, they all hoes
Just wait until these youngin’s feel defeat, not talkin’ toes
Stupid, stupid, stupid bitch, I’ma twin gat
Y’all like to gossip, we just workin’, we stay out the chat
All the fake shit? Nah, nah, nah, nah, wе don’t fuck with that
Shot in the back, and then give hеr backshots, her ass is fat
Album mode, yeah, it’s my time, it’s Diizii’s season
He do you dirty, do you dirty, but you ain’t gon’ leave him?
Bitch, why you so fuckin’ stupid for no fuckin’ reason?
Two bitches wanna suck me up, now they double teamin’
[Pre-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah, how could I not be a GOAT?
Ah-ah, ah, how could I not be a GOAT?
Ah-ah, with this- with this dick all in her throat
Gat lookin’ sexy, I’ma grab it and tote
Phew, phew, phew, I’m like nobody else
Word, hey, I’m like nobody else
Shawty bad, shawty bad, now you mad
Take her back to A-town, shawty bad, bitch, you’re mad
[Chorus]
Uh, uh-huh, I’m doin’ her dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got one, bitch, I got two), ah-ah
Uh-huh, uh, you know we drinkin’ dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got three, four, five, six, seven bands), ah-ah
Girl, you’re stupid, you can’t do me dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got eight, bitch, I got nine), ah-ah
Uh-huh, and I’m drinkin’ all that dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen bands, word!), ah-ah
[Verse 2]
Doin’ nothin’ but tryna run up a ticket, these bitches be cheatin’, it’s makin’ me sick
And I can’t be a lame, I put that on my kids, no, I don’t have a son, but y’all rappers my kids
And I’m doin’ this shit, it's too easy, no cappin’, Diizii, no kizzy, a god with the rappin’
I’m makin’ a thou’, let’s just run up the racks and a lick I’ll be hittin’, bitch, unload the MAC
Phew, bitch, unload the MAC, I load the MAC, get pulled like a ‘tack
All of my youngin’s; they be movin’ packs, run up on us and you finna get clapped
Bitches don’t deserve my time, they still’ gon’ hit my line
I’m top two and I’m not two, if you got a friend badder than you
You know I got to fuck, bitch, I want two sluts
I only want to fuck, ‘cause bitch, I want to nut
She said to fight my demons, I guess I’ma have to rock her shit
Then I hop in with the strap, and then come out and rock your shit
Big booty latinas, yeah, I’ma need me two of those
I’m a fuckin’ G.O.A.T., you better give me kudos
I’m not from Earth, I’m from Mars like I’m Bruno
My youngin’s not from Earth, they from Pluto
[Pre-Chorus]
Ah, ah, ah, how could I not be a GOAT?
Ah-ah, ah, how could I not be a GOAT?
Ah-ah, with this- with this dick all in her throat
Gat lookin’ sexy, I’ma grab it and tote
Phew, phew, phew, I’m like nobody else
Word, hey, I’m like nobody else
Shawty bad, shawty bad, now you mad
Take her back to A-town, shawty bad, bitch, you’re mad
[Chorus]
Uh, uh-huh, I’m doin’ her dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got one, bitch, I got two), ah-ah
Uh-huh, uh, you know we drinkin’ dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got three, four, five, six, seven bands), ah-ah
Girl, you’re stupid, you can’t do me dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got eight, bitch, I got nine), ah-ah
Uh-huh, and I’m drinkin’ all that dirty
Ah, ah-ah (Bitch, I got ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen bands, word!), ah-ah
[Outro]
Dirty!
For real shit, uh-huh
Diirty was written by Diizii.
Diirty was produced by Zach Sutton (Producer).