DIRTYBOY lyrics

[Hook]
Posted in that dirty, demon boy straight out the sticks
Every- everything I do there's always someone on my di*k
See me- see me on your TV b*tch I'm not Comethazine
I just finessed the game, built me a platform made the hate work for me

[Bridge]
Know that they hate for to see me succeed
These n*ggas really think that they really know me
Tryna say I'm a him and him wanna be
When a n*gga really tryna do his own thing
Leavin' comments just tryna be seen b*tch
You could really die what's your life really mеan
Meaningless you don't desеrve for to breathe
Bow down to me n*gga get on your knees

[Verse 1]
b*tch I'm a G
Ain't no G in L-O-V-E so I cannot do that
Money come first b*tch why you trippin'
Girl I thought you knew that
Never chase a fee let a b*tch chase me
Everything I ever got bet I got it cause of me
If you see me with a ho then a b*tch bring money
Pimpin be the game and I got it goin' dummy
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Get it cheddar finessed the game
Runnin' up- runnin' up numbers mane
Busy fillin' up my plate
I don't got time for to worry bout others mane
Always been a hunnid I remain that way
I ain't never had to go change for change
[Hook]
Posted in that dirty, demon boy straight out the sticks
Every- everything I do there's always someone on my di*k
See me- see me on your TV b*tch I'm not comethazine
I just finessed the game, built me a platform made the hate work for me

[Bridge]
Know that they hate for to see me succeed
These n*ggas really think that they really know me
Tryna say I'm a him and him wanna be
When a n*gga really tryna do his own thing
Leavin' comments just tryna be seen b*tch
You could really die what's your life really mean
Meaningless you don't deserve for to breathe
Bow down to me n*gga get on your knees

[Verse 2]
Bow down when you in the presence of kings
You ain't never met another n*gga like me
Whole lotta ape sh*t when I walk in this b*tch
Ain't nothin' but my killers and my apes in this b*tch
Zip a n*gga up, put a bape on the b*tch
Body bag when a n*gga finna leave in
Time out, opps tryna go take ten
Spin the block, reload the clip, spin again
Hot Glock, gotta go scrape off the VIN
My killer fresh out the pen tryna sin
I'm seein' blood smell the death in the wind
Headshot when I scope a n*gga through the lens
Making these bands but I'm tryna make mills
Labels they mad cause I wouldn't sign deals
n*ggas wanna beef cause I wouldn't do feats
Catch a Hollow to the teeth tell me how that feels