Dirty Sprite 2

[Intro: CRVSHFUOCO]
Uh, Uh, Uh
"What is important to you"

[Verse 1: CRVSHFUOCO]
Dirty my sprite, now you know I can't see shit
CRVSH in this shit, Fendi back with the remix
Throwing up signs, like a nigga bulimic
I'm with my suns like im balling in Phoenix
Light up a spliff, don't expect me to pass it, cause most of you niggas be faker than plastic
What Is Important To You? been out two damn days and they already call it a classic
That's 'cause I crash shit
Killing these beats that's Crvsh Shit
I'm in this whip on some fast shit
Go T. Rex in the booth every bar that I spit on Jurassic
Don't get smacked in your mouth tryna play with my name cause you tryna be cute and sarcastic
Bands on me, busting out the elastic
My money stretch in the bank, so they calling me Mr. Fantastic
Hopped in the booth and this shit turn me to a fanatic
Hits on hits, like an addict
Cop come through, play it cool at the door, then we move to the addict
Gimme the work and I'll stash it
Klip just gave me a fake ass check, still took it to chase and they cashed it
Ill be the first to admit I was down for a second but I had to get to a bag quick
I was the last one to start, now I'm sonnin' these niggas, got me on some deadbeat dad shit
Bro come eat this shit, remember Fendi and flames, got the whole game shook, but we back bitch

[Verse 2: Fendi Malone]
I ain't' gon' front, man its been a lil' while, but a young nigga lit, and I'm back in this bitch
Feeling like 2016, now we crashing a lot, because Fendi and crash in this shit
[?], now I gotta tweak, 'cause I seen a lot of heads going bad in this shit
No shots fired, but I been watching from the sidelines, y'all going out sad in this bitch
I should relax in this bitch
Ain't been thirty seconds yet and I'm maxing this shit
Got in my bag in this shit
Its a race to the top, I been doing laps in this bitch
[?] we could throw down
Gang turn this shit to a showdown
I don't get it, why you wanna fold now?
Internet tough, but you acting like a hoe now
Ah shit, let me slow down
'Cause I don't mean to get on niggas, but I took a long break just to shit on niggas
From the ground up, we ain't get a put on, nigga
We was overlooked more than a few times, nigga
That's okay [?] like thunder, that's how we come when y'all put the gang under
Like, we can't survive in this shit
Like, we is not live in this shit
Put some respect on the guys or get hit
'Cause that will not fly in this shit
I do not lie when I spit
Like a lot of niggas false claiming, in it for the clout
You should hear the shit comin' out the mouth
Rappin' shit they really not about, you better cut that shit out
Man I'm really sorry for the long drought
But I'm back on some cool shit, yeah with some new shit, made a lil' comeback 'cause y'all ain't do shit

[Verse 3: 1PNico]
Rick Owen my bitch, Rick Owen my kicks (Yessir)
Y'all can't floss like this (Oh Nah)
1PNico, I step on shit
For the love of god, just suck my dick, you dumbass ho, you no good bitch
I'ma say it how it was, I'ma say it what it is
Crash going Bandicoot
Flying and stinging, like bee's, we ahead of you
Car from Korea, you carry the manual
I just been counting up, stacking my revenue
Got that lil' bitch eating dick, like an edible (On dick)
My verses flawless, just say I'm incredible
My money blue, that shit is federal

[Verse 4: Kklip]
She eat dick, that bitch a cannibal
Took her back to the crib, we fucking like animals
He don't want beef, we feeding him Danimals
One punch to the face, I'm removing his mandible
Like foot in the mud, my weed hella sticky
Bad lil' hoe suck dick, so classy
Stay whippin' in the pot, no Winnie
Your pockets is iffy, that shit is a pity

[Verse 5: Kut]
I copped a new mag for this big ass grip
I be moving with swag and I talk like a pimp
Finessing the plug, watch me run off with bricks
If we low on the dough, then lets go hit a lick
Applying the pressure, I'm letting you have it
Come hit us up if its really 'bout static
You not about it if you snitching and capping
Pussy ass boy didn't want all this action
Now all his mans, they be know when he acting, I'm thinking like "Damn he just did it for the gram"
Come hit me up, you know it's twenty for the gram
Double my profit, I sold all the Xans
You wanted that feature, then go hit my Cash App
Brand new Birkin, you know I just bagged that
Making a play everyday, said he trap-trap
We got the draco's that's pushing your shit back
Sipping on wock, get that Hi-Tec
Twenty pints copped off this paycheck
Gang on go, no [?]
Fly down the road, I'll breakneck
Fraudin' ass boys, y'all fake flex
CRVSH on the link, bro say less
He talking shit, now he faceless
Metal in his mouth, no braces
You know my team we the greatest, uh
Ain't no debating