free dirt

thirteen thou'

let me clear my tab

i ain't fuck the first time

bitch

well

my bad

i don't like talkin' 'bout shit that we did

a bitch stop postin' them niggas we killed

bitch

we sell pills

bitch

and take drill

out a hundred of 'em

fifty of 'em ain't real

if he don't sniff this

then his ass can't smell

who can move a thou'? lil' bruh

i can't tell

i'll put this bitch on whoever

free dirt

'fore you fuck cheese

bitch

fuck me first

pull up in the slee

eight cups full of syrup

real mud brothers

bitch

shout out lil stirrup

used to have that two-five chrome with the pearl

ever since drew died

big four-five

glock ten milli' throw a six-four blind

that bitch

yeah

that bitch mine

phone won't ring 'less it's six-one-five

probably want beans

shit

he probably want tan

hope you want lean

i'ma show 'em how to dance

even if he want gotti

i'ma send a lil' bands

wanted for a body

might as well keep goin'

this week

i'm trappin'

spent last week tourin'

corner house slappin'

pink runtz transformin'

used to be a killer

well

now he informin'

bitch

you a rat

rat

probably told on reek

probably told on app

all my hoes on fleek

you'd tell by they bags

he ain't with me

how you know he had a mask?

bitch

i'm in my bag

better ask your nigga

them pics he be likin'

them the hoes i'm hittin'

big 4s

i'm him

all winter

black timbs

can't show a nigga shit but how to run up m's

nigga

thirteen thou'

let me clear my tab

i ain't fuck the first time

bitch

well

my bad

i don't like talkin' 'bout shit that we did

a bitch stop postin' them niggas we killed

bitch

we sell pills

bitch

and take drill

out a hundred of 'em

fifty of 'em ain't real

if he don't sniff this

then his ass can't smell

who can move a thou'? lil' bruh

i can't tell

bitch

you a rat

rat

probably told on me

probably told on app

parole hold on dirt

spend whatever to get him back

like twelve in the dirt y'all ain't never gettin' back

crack a seal on the purp'

name a nigga sellin' that

he ain't fuckin' with me

bitch

tell a ho to tell him that

me and my niggas get it done

get it done

want the keys to my heart? show a bitch who ain't a bum

want the keys to the car? cop a bag and get a run

i survive in the slums

mini draco

ak with the drum

all blue digits

might just wear 'em for a month

freaky lil' bitch

she gon' suck it 'til i cum

i ain't tippin' shit

rather spend it on my son

i blew off thirty on somebody just for fun

if they ain't really have to squeeze

what they doin' with us?

knowin' he not whackin'

bitch

quit tellin' me it's up

ayy

niggas be cappin'

niggas be bitches

niggas be rappin'

really

niggas be finished

thirteen thou'

let me clear my tab

i ain't fuck the first time

bitch

well

my bad

i don't like talkin' 'bout shit that we did

a bitch stop postin' them niggas we killed

bitch

we sell pills

bitch

we take drill