Icewear Vezzo
Dirty
[Intro]
Pour that shit up, gang
The money come first, n***a
(June, you're a genius)

[Verse 1]
Thirty-round Glock, spent a bird on my watch
Pop a Perc' and burn out, bitch, we servin' all drop
Twenty chains on, good dirt in my pop
I don't beef with no rap bitch, we murdered all opps
Real street n***a, this shit run in my blood
I was already cuz, n***as heard of my pops
We don't cop pleas, we ain't squashin' no beef
Been steppin' on shit, you know brodie don't stop
AP dancin' like RiRi
Everything bustdown, them VV's, n***a
Fuck a big homie, got it all on my own
Went and signed to myself, I don't need these n***as
A1 plug, fifty grams every G
Best dog in the city, you should see these bitches
We really on go, they ain't shootin' up shit
They'd rather point fingers, can't believe these n***as
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***as, better stop playin', n***a
[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' pussy-ass n***as gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street n***a, bitch, 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' pussy-ass n***as gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street n***a, bitch, we servin'

[Verse 2]
I'm uptown with the gang, really press down
Free the guys, twenty chains, we don't ride, n***as 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***as fake
And hoes ain't shit, been froze every kit, n***as 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***a 'round this shit blow crazy
Gold AP, bustdown, that's an eighty
400K in jewels, that's a Dawn or a Wraith, lil' n***a
[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' pussy-ass n***as gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street n***a, bitch, 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' pussy-ass n***as gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street n***a, bitch, we servin'