[Spoken Intro]
[Intro by Swipey & Romilli]
Woah Woah Woah
Damn Milli Swipey
Aye Aye Aye
[Hook: Swipey & Romilli]
I'm a junky b*tch I need my drugs
Pull up on the kid feel like Young Thug
Straight hundreds when I go to the club
Summer time b*tch you know I'ma jug
Winter time you can't come to my hood
Straight drop when I pour up this mud
Don't need no I.D. when I go to the club
Ain't catchin' feelings ain't no fallin' in love
Dirty Swipe I f*ck yo b*tch on a rug
Put my hands on her bet she gon' flood
Yeah she trunkin' but I just want the hug
Call her Megan cause that was good
Dirty Twinn he the man wit' the drugs
pus*y wet like she fresh out the tub
If you hatin' we ain't showin' no love
Squad Boy baby I stay fly like a dove
[Verse 1: Swipey]
Dirty Ass I ain't f*ckin' wit dove
Straight hundreds I ain't f*ckin' wit dubs
TLC I ain't f*ckin wit' scrubs
Look up to Pac but I ain't f*ckin' wit' Suge
[Verse 2: Romilli]
I think I'm Plies I'm runnin' off on the plug
I catch a opp and fill em up wit' some slugs
b*tch I got the trap jumpin' like [?]
Let the work bubble up like some suzz
[Verse 3: Swipey]
Ride or die it's anything for my blood
All my n*ggas real close like a hug
Gettin' money so these b*tches like bug
They suckin' my neck they lookin' for blood
[Verse 4: Romilli]
Check my shoes at the bottom they blood
Finessed yo man but he know what it was
Big Bs I ain't f*ckin' wit' cuz
Who is cuz I ain't f*ckin wit'
[Verse 5: Swipey]
n*ggas wanna diss me tryn' get a buzz
Light em up make feel like he buzz
Sticky weed I put lean on my bud
Not a cup but I'm mean wit' the mud
[Verse 6: Romilli]
Got a lot of n*ggas wanna hate cause I'm up
Boy you pus*y you ain't tougher than us
Run up on me I'ma pull out and bust
I sippin' drank while you sippin on tust
Smokin' OG you ain't higher than us
Hey we gon' go up like a mountain
Hey her pus*y wet like a fountain
Trap house full of birds like a falcon
Young n*gga eating shrimp wit' the salmon
n*ggas hatin' on me cause I got talent
Hey I'm like f*ck you if you doubted me
I'm gettin' green lots of salary
f*ck on that b*tch drop her off down at Gallery
I'm hip these n*ggas they after me
Make her "ugh" I'm Master P
I got them P's like a factory
We the jackboys ain't no jackin' me
b*tch I'm Big Bs I don't f*ck wit' Cs
We stingin' sh*t like a bumblebee
She wanna f*ck say she diggin' me
Hey she say she diggin' me
Come here lil' b*tch let me feel on you
I'm the New Addition you a original
I go broke I'ma hit a political
Boy you broke ain't no way that it's fixin' you
I get money spend it on tennis shoes
I don't want the b*tch unless she come in two's
Dirty lil' b*tch you know she gon' choose
My pockets stuffed up wit' water blues
Dissin' on me never heard of you
Pull up to the trap get a bird or two
If you hot boy I ain't servin' you
Round the Yo or Compton n*gga where I be at
No we don't hang wit' the snakes or the rats
Run up right or wrong you gettin' left
Take a trip when I fly private jets
[Hook: Swipey & Romilli]
I'm a junky b*tch I need my drugs
Pull up on the kid feel like Young Thug
Straight hundreds when I go to the club
Summer time b*tch you know I'ma jug
Winter time you can't come to my hood
Straight drop when I pour up this mud
Don't need no I.D. when I go to the club
Ain't catchin' feelings ain't no fallin' in love
Dirty Swipe I f*ck yo b*tch on a rug
Put my hands on her bet she gon' flood
Yeah she trunkin' but I just want the hug
Call her Megan cause that was good
Dirty Twinn he the man wit' the drugs
pus*y wet like she fresh out the tub
If you hatin' we ain't showin' no love
Squad Boy baby I stay fly like a dove
[Verse 7: Romilli]
Squad Boyz shooters you know they official
Boy don't get hit wit' da nickel
Ain't no jammin' when I got this pistol
I'm dump the whole clip wit' the end of you
You see what I'm sayin' man
Got them bands in my pants man
Got them bands in a rubber band
Ballin' hard like I'm Jordan or Jumpman
I'm in the trap what you want man
Came up on a few ounces of Crush man
Got the white yo sh*t lookin' a lil' tan
Big foot you a runnin' man
I stick and move like boxing man
I'm rockin' out like a rockin' band
I got them Glocks and choppers
Clip full you a empty man
Sippin' lean make me trippy man
Screamin' Dirty Ass that's forever man
Not talkin' money don't want you sayin'
Tell that lil' b*tch get up you ain't on yo manz
We gon' get high like a ceiling fan
Why you keep stealin' my swag man?
Still got them racks and them dirty bands
I'm always first while you n*ggas last
Yeah Yeah
[Outro: Swipey]
I understand n*ggas gon' hate but get off our di*k man
We smokin' what you wanna smoke
We f*ckin' the b*tches you wanna f*ck
We wearin' the sh*t you wanna wear
That's why n*ggas mad
When you gettin' money a lot of hate is involved