Klean Dirty

[Intro]
(AALLGODDD made it)

[Chorus: FHN Mook & Diamondsonmydick]
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Yeah, yeah, snort a line, clean dirty
Yeah, I'ma hit him with my dirty .30
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Yeah, I might hit him with my dirty .30 (What?)
Yeah, yeah, sippin' clean dirty (Diamondsonmydick, bitch, Icy God, nigga, RCB, bitch)

[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydick]
Need demon blood, I don't sip Wok
Ice in the cup [?]
Fuck on your bitch, and she give me top
Skrrt-skrrt, brand new drop
Sippin' on Wok, I got the Glock
Pullin' up, and I'll leave holes in your top
Ayy, I need some drop
Ayy, been on the block
Damn, nigga, you know how I came
Icy God, bitch, you know I'm a saint
Pump his ass down and head straight to the bay
Ayy, fuck demon bitch, hold my K
I'm with my niggas, and you know that we straight
Pull up, nigga, I can serve you today
Niggas know I put that shit in your hands, your palms
Your arms and fuck with [?]
Fuck your bitch, kiss the guap
Pull up in a brand new drop
Hop out with your bitch
Now niggas lookin' sick, uh
Yeah, nigga, Icy God shit, RCB, nigga
Sippin' clean dirty, clеan dirty
Sippin' clean dirty
Sippin' clean, uh, got red bеam, ooh
Demon with the stick, magazine

[Chorus: FHN Mook]
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Yeah, yeah, snort a line, clean dirty
Yeah, I'ma hit him with my dirty .30
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Sippin' clean dirty, sippin' clean dirty
Yeah, I might hit him with my dirty .30
Yeah, yeah, sippin' clean dirty

[Verse 2: Black Kray]
Sippin' on dirty, but my room stay clean
I'm in the cut with a infrared beam
Goth Money Gang, bitch, you know that's the team
Hop-Hop out the coupe, match the blood on my jeans
Hop in the coupe, and you know I'm gon' speed
Pew-pew-pew, know I'm gon' speed
Coupe real clean, but you know I ride dirty
Pew-pew, gun shine, lights on the .30
Gucci birds, my niggas hold .30's
Post in the paint [?]
Run through the field, think my lungs got dirty
Run through the field, think my lungs got dirty
Soulja'd up, light some blunts up in the trench, ooh
Pew-pew-pew, in the, in the trench, ooh

[Outro]
(Fatality)