Dust the Dirt lyrics

[Intro: Sybyr]
Eugh, 'Ringe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

[Verse 1: Sybyr]
Go on, dust the dirt out my as*h*le (Out my 'hole)
Everybody full of sh*t, letting you know (Let 'em know)
Run around my head, like, where to go? (Where to go?)
Drive myself insane, all the way into the floor, (Whoa)
b*tch, I'm different, sike, tryna strike my social life (Whoa)
I don't f*cking like (Whoa) anything y'all f*cking like (Not at all)
I'm an Anti-Christ, can't afford the afterlife (Whoa)
Only pass me Reggie, I ain't with that loud hype

[Verse 2: Ghostie]
Tryna' be cool like a fan, huh?
Why I'm fooling, I'm losing my patience
And making my obstinance and you cannot give me none
I come from a grimy place, where you from?
n*ggas think this a race, they ain't going nowhere
'Cause they running through the quicksand
The more that you struggle, the faster you sink, so
Struggle more if you can
Ain't worried 'bout sh*t, especially not this
Startin' fires when you worried 'bout a damn outfit
n*gga, I started a business of giving you all the business
Hungover and the headaches callin'
But I'm still workin', n*gga, ain't stoppin'
f*ck it up, believe it and trust that we comin' up
Steppin' on your luck