Cold Dirty World

Like to be honest bitch I don't really need you
I was in that field wit' my cutta' and my troops
She like how I shine
Like the stars in the roof, yeah
This bitch keep blowing my phone
Asking me, "Whatchu' tryna' do"

But I ain't tryn' do nun'
I been geeked' up on these xans' for like 2 months
Got that bitch up on my shoulder it might do ya'
It's cold dirty world that's why I'm ruthless

My bro been on that K' you might think he's in the clan
I been up for 30 days and nights I'm poppin' rubber bands
I might call you Malcom cause' you always in the middle, man
I been on some dirty drugs so I feel like Dirty Dan

Damn
Damn
Damn

I just turnt' my swag on
Like I'm Souja Boy
Bitches tryn' harass me
Ion' even know you boy
The FN just might fold ya' boy
These Ksubis' not no corduroys

Damn

I'm in my mode again
This bitch is so geeked' up
She told me she wan' be more than friends
I been blowin' reefah'
Wit' my feet up
Countin' dividends
I had took my liter out the freezer
Finna' Pour again

Like to be honest ion' really think I need you
I was in that field wit' my cutta' and my troops
She like I shine like the stars in the roof
This bitch keep blowin' my phone askin me, "whatchu' tryn' do"

But I ain't tryn' do nun'
I might spend that bag soon as the loot come

And bitch I got that thang on me right na'
You gon' need some big ass jaws to bite my style

I just threw some racks juh' like "I don' care"
I just punched some numbers for some new Moncler
I be in the flac' u might see me there
I just hit that act na' I'm in the air

Damn

We been going up
I just got turnt' this year
Soon as I got some money I used them hunnids' wipe my tears
I rock F.O.G but in my heart I ain' got no fear
Jumped out that field than I jumped inside that Lear
I just walked out Saks how you still shoppin' at Sears

I been getting money I'm doing way better than my peers
I told this bitch, bring your friend if you gettin' curious
You say you get to the racks, I Know you lyin' like, is you serious
And I'm wit' this ghetto thot, everything I say this bitch say, "period"

Damn this bitch annoying
She think that I'm going but on my soul I ain' going
Everyday that I wake up I get some money it's so important
And I feel like SL drop some percs' inside the ocean

I feel like a free band money souja'
Sippin' raw and smokin' douja
Contacts on my Motorola
My bro got rich off baking soda

We just saw the opposition in a Ford Focus
I put some Karo in his lean he ain' even notice
They put some arrows in my back I'm feeling hopeless
This money always come in first, this music just a bonus

Damn Drewby

Andy G went too federal
I might hit that hoe and I'm clutchin' on two poles
Nina on my lap it gon' turn you to a ghost