The Dirt Bike

I ride dirty, no clean whips
I stay fresh, I'm always rockin new drip
I'm too wet, I make it rain
A young boss in the Porsche, yeah I'm switchin lanes
Drive too hard, I break the pedals till I get the fame
I make wavy sounds, lifting weight like Luke Cage
I'm wit the shits but I'm feelin off like im Blueface
Your mans change, girls change but the music stayed the same
Through the cold nights and gave me some blaze
And now I'm praying that it make me some change
JMC and Swole, yeah we stay the top of the game and spreading love is the way
Yeah, and spreading love is the way

There have been
Many of our people
Across the country from all walks of life who have taken it upon themselves
To try and pool their ideas
And to come up with some kind of solution to the problem that confronts all of our people

Just finished a whole bottle, foot on the gas like full throttle
Rolling this gas, a roll model
Cole with the gas no role models
Fucking on this little bad light skin model with no rubbers
But only love her undercover, under the covers
Hitting her bubble then it's back to stirring up trouble
Back to back
I'm back in the hood, love it
Know Twelve want a six feet nigga six feet under
Still Fabolous like duh duh duh duh damn
Know a couple homies hitting scams, bins every night
Seen a couple bands
Went from no Metro to swipe and jetting out dollar vans to feeling like a 100 grand
Shmoney dance cuz you hype and they say swiper no swiping
Monkeying around in this concrete jungle land
But you can't explore with these boots unless they Timberlands

Count it up, just stack it
Make that money do a motherfucking backflip aye
Count it up, just stack it
Get the bag like class was everyday

Count it up, just stack it
Make that money do a motherfucking backflip aye
Count it up, just stack it
Get the bag like class was everyday