Scale Dirty lyrics

Yeah

I had to change the way i move

But I ain't change up

Nope

But I ain't change up

I got tired doing stupid sh*t

I had to change it up

n*ggas going on 40 tryna rap

You gotta hang it up

Lil brodie hit a slab its kinda wet

He gotta hang it up

My phein was seeing the sky of doing powder

It ain't angel dust
I was up all night and made a dub

I'm still getting up

Cause I ain't never sleepin in I'm always in a rush

I had to leave her at the crib

She always wanna fuss

But I might let her step on ice

Get even with puck

Yall talking bout a lil 80 racks

We caught him on the bus

They sent my baby up the road

They caught him in a bus

Yeah we throwing 4’s up free the chain gang

My dog he made the crime life in the D
He on the main page

Really tax like 200 for power

I sell great caine

I knew doggie was lame back in the day

He use to bayblade

You speak up on the gang

You lose your life n*gga state names

I can make 200 of them phones

Just gimme 8 names

I'll make 2 bands a week back in the 8th grade

I'll write a book about it

You'll get lost on the 8th page

I threw a autotune on the chopstick
It ain't T pain

So I made her do a chorus hear the heat sing

Before you speak up on my name

Getcho scale dirty

And I wasn't tryna go to class I'm tryna sell dirty

I got a thousand Oxy cotton blues

I'm finna sell 30

Got up at 10 Am and made 9 bands

Now its 12:30

Before you speak up on my name

Getcho scale dirty

And I wasn't tryna go to class I'm tryna sell dirty

I got a thousand Oxy cotton blues

I'm finna sell 30

Got up at 10 Am and made 9 bands

Now its 12:30

I wake up at 10 and make 10 bands

I'm the man now

I got the drop on me and now its man down

Oh you must not heard them words I said

I had it planned out

No I'm just not pulling up to fight

You had it planned out

I be in the trap saying f*ck rap

But had it planned out

Cause we stay running through that bag

Like when you do a route

I'll have them killers on yo ass

Like when you sittin down

I ain't never been no pus*y

n*ggas know me I been shooting out

Imma watch the sh*t I say cause they’ll rat

I gotta quiet down

I'm finna smoke my lungs away

Lets go and buy a pound

You wanna deal with fraud

Well come learn sum and you can try it now

I can't be with girlie popping that hoe

She got quite a style

I'm finna drop my di*k in this lil b*tch

With no condom style

I just slipped inside her guts

And now we got a child

I ain't procrastinating sh*t I'm finna so it now

Right now I'm switching lanes

Blowing backwoods in a newer town

And I wasn't tryna go to class I'm tryna sell dirty

I got a thousand Oxy cotton blues

I'm finna sell 30

Got up at 10 Am and made 9 bands

Now its 12:30

Before you speak up on my name

Getcho scale dirty

And I wasn't tryna go to class I'm tryna sell dirty

I got a thousand Oxy cotton blues

I'm finna sell 30

Got up at 10 Am and made 9 bands

Now its 12:30