Dirty Flint Water (feat. Jodi $wank & Meliki Hurd)

Yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's BROKELAND shit (Uh)
(Fuck wrong with you nigga, BROKELAND, uh, yeah)
BROKELAND all these niggas love the way that we ball
Niggas talking like they big but they money small
Bitch mad I ignored her but it ain't my fault
Only time I'm picking up the phone is when the money call
If we linking don't you dare get up in the car
Fast and furious, I Walker like my name was Paul
Took her to my place, she leaving with no drawers
Beat the pussy til she bruising, woulda thought we brawled
I ain't licking on no coochie less the shit is bald
And when I do it, shit better not taste like salt
Say she wanna fall in love but I'm way too smart
I could never have another bitch break my heart
(Aahhhhhh)
Bitch I'm done with that
Stole my heart then I think that you should give it back
Fucking up the money, don't think that you should play with that
I quit my 9-5, thinking bout selling packs
Jodi pass the weed
Nigga think he smoking za but I sold him leaves
Nigga talking bout he high but barely pass the trees
Selling way too easy, goddamn this shit a breeze

Uh, said I'm $wank now she trynna link
Told her we could smoke some za cause don't even drink
I take shroomies for the mental, I don't need a shrink
I need ice on my neck like a skating rink
Why you chilling on the block smoking block? ouuu (Block ouu)
Cop an eight of the za, gotta roll two (Roll two)
Yeah you smoking on the ether, boy that's old news (Boy that's old news)
Niggas dropping new packs like new shoes (Like new shoes)
Why you chilling on the block smoking block?, ouuu (Smoking block ouu)
Cop an eight of the za, I gotta roll two (Gotta roll two)
Yeah you smoking on that ether, boy that's old news (Boy that's old news)
Niggas dropping new packs like new shoes (Yeah, yeah)
And Jodi he copping it all
And all of my brodies they copping it all (Yeah)
Walked out the pop out like bags like the mall($wank)
I'm serving the custies as soon as they call (Call)
A nigga like me, he ball til he fall (Fall)
Uh, uh. Bitch its Jodi $wank
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Jodi $wank, Jodi $wank)

Yeah. Why you crying bout a bitch? You ain't built for war? (Don't you cry)
If a nigga take your bitch then she was never yours (Yours)
That's why I'm pimpin' on the road, I got hella whores (Hella whores)
But I don't cuff em, I just fuck em when I'm hella bored (I'm hella bored)
I just cut to the chase, ain't no back and forth (Nah)
I feel like you playing games gotta teleport (Yeah)
I had this bad lil thang, think her name was Court (Uh)
A1 brain up in the Range while the shit in sport (Vroom)
Almost gave the bitch a ring it was just a thought (Thought)
Told her I ain't got no time like I'm rocking Ford (Rocking Ford)
If I pull up with the slimes let us press record (Press record)
Rich dick, wrap it up, fuck some child support (Yeah)
My ex a ten shun and i ain't talking cord
She wanna kick it like it's soccer just know imma score (Yeah)
Niggas fumbling the rock then pass me the ball
Heading straight for the top, you know I'll never fall
(Yeah, yeah)
You know I'll never fall
(Yeah, yeah)
You know I'll never fall
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Uh)
(Uh, uh, yo)

To be honest I'm tired of being modest
Yeah I'm coming for the top, don't worry ill keep my promise
I'm here for the long run, way more than the hottest
I'm on go, I can't be stopped. Yeah the roof gon be demolished
Take a load off (Take a load off)
There's greatness right in front of you
I can read your mind like " Damn, what's he finna do?"
Soaring high like Peter Pan, I'm always gon eat again
It's never a question if I'm always gonna be the man
Hating while you sink in sand, I know they don't think I can
Keeping it a buck, yeah your shawty trynna see the man
If you on a track with me yo ain't nobody safe (Ain't nobody safe)
I'm decapitating anyone that's in my way (Yuh)
Adding fire to the flame, do this everyday (Uh)
When it's Tré the Artist, Meliki and Jodi $wank

Uh yeah, uh yeah
Ahhhaahaahaa, nah I'm playing



Credits
Writer(s): Trévon Parris
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