Dirty Lyrics
I don't got no time for the fake sh*t
I don't got no time for the basic
I don't got time for a lame b**ch
Stay up on my p’s and q’s
But stay off the evening news
Life in my shoes is a win win never lose lose
Well Addie
How you gonna get a real patti when you so fried every hour you Twist up a fresh fatti in a new caddi
Rolling up loudly
I cultivate bass
My mind is from outer space
Tight ass and a thin waste won't you come back to my place
I like how this gin taste
Don't let a drop go to waste
Too much drip was the case
Rolling up dressed like a milly
I want this so f**king badly
You want this hardly
I'm rolling on a custom made harley
Late as fuck to the party
Then I'm chilling it with yachty plus a dozen blondies from long Beach
To each their own I just came to take the throne
She just came to take the bone
You collect calls on the phone to ask when she's coming home
Not until I get some dome
My thoughts are crazy
Yours are rudimentary
Rap is only half a century
I solidify this legacy
Being a G isn't for free
See so many wanna be’s
What I think comes out in free’s
Only room for a few real G’s
She wanna blow like breeze and when I bust its like freeze
She only has c’s but I like how they perky
Got the berkey and the bag
Fire like a dragon
I'm big boy snapping no cappin
All I do is lapping before you even know what happen
Adam only got an eve cause he prayed and believed
I see the heights I can achieve
I huff and I heave
Wave ,save things in the data bank
Sip on cold drank
Forget what to think
It's a cycle like I'm physco
My middle name is Michael
Nobody wanna trifle
I don't need a rifle
Ruffle up some feathers when you ruffle up some doe
Everybody want more
I kick a beat real slow
Seeds that I sowed is was everybody owed
I got the game on hold
22 years old and still I want a lot more
Mind is like 30 thats why its dirty
Witty and wordy
I had to pick berkey