Dirty Boy

[Verse 1]
Yo, I be a made man, you just a gay man
I separate you from the light like some Ray Bans
I pack a blade man 'cause Son I stay Sam
They lock me up 'cause I'm a killa like my man Cam
This ain't no Bandcamp, I'll leave your camp damp
Blood soaked bandanas 'til I get hand cramps
I'm in the bad trans holding my cock stance
I murder you then I do the murder man dance
Like Ronnie Van Zant, I'm going out on top
I'm going out while I bust at a fucking cop
'Cause I don't fucking stop, there's no surrender
I'ma label who you send "return to sender"
So tell your men to clear out a tomb 'cause you gonna need room for your whole crеw soon
And they body bags with they body tags that reads "this wholе crew was some snotty fags"
And it's automatic that when I body fags I'm gonna shoot for the middle like some hottie's legs
You just a naughty boy, I'm like a Gotti boy
You should know that I'll body a batty boy with a shottie toy or the Desert E
Put them both together, what you get is a recipe for disaster
'Cause when I blast ya, I splatter you out like some two year old's pastor

[Chorus]
Aye dirty boy with your dirty toy
Don't you know that your girl's getting flirty, boy?
Man that's a plan fool, she ain't gon' leave with you
While I'm 'bout to leave with your cash, weed, and your jewels
Aye dirty boy with your dirty toy
Can't you see that your girl's getting flirty, boy?
Man that's a plan fool, she ain't gon' leave with you
While I'm 'bout to leave with your cash, weed, and your tool

[Verse 2]
They call me Killer Sean and I'm for real a con
'Cause I've been to jail and I'm still tryna do what's wrong
But to you it's wrong and to me it's right
So for a fee I'm gon' kill on these streets tonight
It may be your house, it may be your car
It may be your spouse 'cause I don't know where the fuck you are
And then I duck the law 'cause I'm fucking raw
Even if I'm stuck I'm in luck 'cause I got the saw
And there'll be nobody for me to catch a case even if you check in the rivers or the fucking lakes
Man for heavens sakes I'm bout to levitate 'cause my magic's black like Houdini, you a David Blaine
I'm no longer sane, I'm just on a rage
Dressed in orange like a pumpkin in a fucking cage
I'm 'bout to show my rage 'cause they don't know my age
If they ask me one more time, I'm about to show my blade
I got a baby face straight for the ladies' sake
I keep a condom on the dick where the babies mate
'Cause if the semen tick that when's the demons break
Muthafuck the dreaming, I'ma scheme my way to Heaven's Gate