Dirty lyrics

[Intro]
Pour that sh*t up, gang
The money come first, n*gga
(June, you're a genius)

[Verse 1]
Thirty-round Glock, spent a bird on my watch
Pop a Perc' and burn out, b*tch, we servin' all drop
Twenty chains on, good dirt in my pop
I don't beef with no rap b*tch, we murdered all opps
Real street n*gga, this sh*t run in my blood
I was already cuz, n*ggas heard of my pops
We don't cop pleas, we ain't squashin' no beef
Been steppin' on sh*t, you know brodie don't stop
AP dancin' like RiRi
Everything bustdown, them VV's, n*gga
f*ck a big homie, got it all on my own
Went and signed to myself, I don't need these n*ggas
A1 plug, fifty grams every G
Best dog in the city, you should see these b*tches
We really on go, they ain't shootin' up sh*t
They'd rather point fingers, can't believe these n*ggas
Left out the feds to a drophead
Dopehouse on Mackney and Rockhead
I don't do a show 'less the chop in
Got a young thot ho, let her pop Xans
Off pure codeine, I'm a Wock'-head
Blue slips on me, finna drop red
Only hang with the robbers and the hotheads
I'll press play on n*ggas, better stop playin', n*gga
[Chorus]
Feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pus*y-ass n*ggas gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that b*tch, she dirty
Real street n*gga, b*tch, we servin'
When the feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pus*y-ass n*ggas gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that b*tch, she dirty
Real street n*gga, b*tch, we servin'

[Verse 2]
I'm uptown with the gang, really press down
Free the guys, twenty chains, we don't ride, n*ggas lame
Your shine ain't the same
Everybody eatin', take Xans while I'm leanin', I get high for the pain
Been grindin' for days
Gotta run it up, lil' cuz got caught with two nines and a Drac'
On God, n*ggas fake
And hoes ain't sh*t, been froze every kit, n*ggas dyin' for the fame
Grind and it came
Forty sold pills, way before I had a deal, I was buyin' up drank
Hundred rounds in the K
Just blew a half a mil'
Got two thousand seals sittin' down in the A
I ain't seen a drought in ten years, on Navy
Every n*gga 'round this sh*t blow crazy
Gold AP, bustdown, that's an eighty
400K in jewels, that's a Dawn or a Wraith, lil' n*gga
[Chorus]
Feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pus*y-ass n*ggas gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that b*tch, she dirty
Real street n*gga, b*tch, we servin'
When the feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pus*y-ass n*ggas gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that b*tch, she dirty
Real street n*gga, b*tch, we servin'