DURT (Polonis Remix)

(Verse 1:)
Snowy, Hater or Yung Durt
I'm that diamond in the dirt
Skatty, scummy, also dirty
That's why I get called Yung Durt
From I was a yout man I done nuff dirt
But now I'm older trying to find worth
Was looking like star of the morning from birth
Man are fucking with mad spirits coming like turps
I was one of the first to emerge
I came with an energy surge and got the job murked
You don't wanna test that's worse
Get yourself slumped and purged
You'll be looking all hurt
I went to the mountain to search
When I came back man say I was cursed
Ain't telling me nothing that I didn't know first
It's only funerals if I go church

I’ve been on the low key trying to lurk
But it’s hard not getting spotted when you do murk
That’s the same reason that they girls wanna twerk
Rough sex when I’m in involved that hurts
My names Snowy and I do love girls
Man have lust girls, fucked girls never sucked girls
Don't care if the pussy hangs like a wizards sleeve
Fuck it, still go in like Merl
I'm gonna be one of the best on the earth
I said I'd be big by end of the term
Risky Roadz whatsapped me told me his Grandma rates me
And I was like word
Now my name's spreading around like germ
From lamp post to lamp post and curb to curb
If it ain't bout snowy how can I care
Tell them other boys better put in some work

(Verse 2:)
Matter of fact, yo, you better write up plans
Like say I haven't already wrote drafts
Can't tell me bout ps when you're looking all brass
Can't pull the wool over my eyes that fast
I've been here figuring out bare maths
I've been putting in working like arts and crafts
Look in my face in a whole a new person
It's coming like manna man have done skin grafts
I'm telling everybody face them facts
If I can't make it nobody can
Couple of my bros dem flip them packs
But I'm tryna make sure they don't fall through the cracks
I'm out for the pie like circle graphs
I'm not stop go not stuck in traff
When I eat food eat food with the crew
And dem man dere drink from my glass

Check out the stats I've been murking tracks
Since a young lad 2000 and way back
Can't lie Back then I was a baz
I'm talking glasses like jam jar backs
But even back then I was getting gash
Hunt for the pumps had me getting in paps
Now I'm getting ran down by girls on the map
The same type of girls that woulda called man chavs
Now I got models on my case I'm gassed
Got man doing that bogle dance
These man are rah not in my class
It's like windows 95 verses a mac
I'm a new gen farda, a new gen dad
Lucky your verses don't get taxed
Man asked me why you don't see me with them boy
Bottom line is that them man are twats