On Dirt

Aye
If the feds listening to this shit
This shit is not real
On hood

Put a nigga ass on a t-shirt
Know I got nigga mama crying
And his niece hurt
Slide with a gen
On straight dirt
Hit'em in his uhh
Watch him fold at the knees first
Geeked in this bitch like Lil Smurf
Probably got a killer with me
Busting off a lil perc
Glock hot red flame
No firework
And I got a thicc bitch
Dancing in a blue skirt
Aye he ain't walking now
Quit to say fuck ya
No talking out
Disrespect to the fullest
I ain't playing around
Go get your gun
We can glock it out
Choppa make a nigga hit a spin around
See I would've shot if I was Quando
Rondo with the nine
But I keep a Lil Tim around
If you swing on my brother
Get gunned down

Ayeeeee
On hood
When I started banging
I had nothing to lose
I hit the circle
Now I'm roccin blue
Then I hit the trap
I aint think bout the stu
They think that I got it
So I hit the booth
So now when I step in this bitch
Be the truth
187 come clean up the crew
They won't even find you
You might make the news
Ayeeee
On hood
When I hit the wood
Ima get in my zone
I'm trying to picc out a freak to bring home
Hit from the bacc
And still answer my phone
Ayeeeee
On hood
I get the pacc
Before I touch it
It's gone
Take the profit, buy guns
I don't care for VLone
Full body AK
That bitch kinda long

Put a nigga ass on a t-shirt
Know I got nigga mama crying
And his niece hurt
Slide with a gen
On straight dirt
Hit'em in a uhh
Watch him fold at the knees first
Geeked in this bitch like Lil Smurf
Probably got a killa with me
Bussin off a lil perc
Glock hot red flame
No firework
And I got a thicc bitch
Dancing in a blue skirt
Aye he ain't walking now
Quit to say fuck ya
No talking out
Disrespect to the fullest
I ain't playing around
Go get your gun
We can glock it out
Choppa make a nigga hit a spin around
See I would've shot if I was Quando
Rondo with the nine
But I keep a Lil Tim around
If you swing on my brother
Get gunned down



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Writer(s): Damian Gordon, Nikko Beats
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