FilthySticks lyrics

[Chorus]
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick

[Verse 1]
These filthy jeans, bro, these not Rick
In NYC, just takin' flicks
Lil' fashion kid, but I tote sticks
Totin' sticks, no, I can't die by six (Yeah, yeah)
Roll a loose leaf, now I'm high as sh*t (Yeah, yeah)
Filthy jeans on me, I'm fly as sh*t (Yeah)
Lil' bro said that he fly as me (What?), nobody is (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
[Verse 2]
These filthy jeans that hold my blick (Yeah)
Man, I love them sh*ts
Love my filthy jeans, I love totin' sticks
I love tons of b*tches
I love a lot of them sh*ts
I got a lot of these hoes
I ain't gon' lie to you, bruh
Yeah, what the f*ck would I be lyin' for?
pus*y bruh, tell me some', what the f*ck would I be lyin' for? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't die by six, so I started totin' more
Filthy stick on me, no, I can't open up that door (Nah)

[Chorus]
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick
Dirty chops and filthy sticks
These filthy jeans that hold my blick