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YSN Flow

Dirt!

 

Dirt!


Oh, dirt, most of y'all niggas from the mud or something
Get bust bitch, no straps, no Glocks, or nothing
Oh, on granny, ay, ay
(Ayo, dasher you go crazy)

Oh, dirt, most of y'all niggas from the mud or something
Get bust bitch, no straps, no Glocks, or nothing
Bet that lil nigga keep drugs or something
I don't let heat stay around plugs or something
Heard that lil nigga keep guns or something
Vampire he loves seeing blood or something
And on the field that boy been on the track
Like when he see ops, he gon' run or something

At school I didn't have time to study
I studied them ops, so niggas can't touch me, oh
Last year I hopped in my bag, went an ran up some cash
Now I need me a duffy, oh
She was fucked up and I had no vision
Now I see hills through my buffy's, oh
Come give me face, put my balls on yo' lips
I said "girl how it taste" she said "yummy", oh
On granny I came out the dirt
Put baguettes on my neck, let it hang out my shirt
Last time I checked, I could swear I was first
Cartier with some Gucci, but I'm still rocking furs
On granny, slide on the ops with a hoodie
I feel like A-Boogie, she loving my goodies, oh
Why did she call me a bully?
I bully the cat, watch me fuck up the pussy

Oh, dirt, most of y'all niggas from the mud or something
Get bust bitch, no straps, no Glocks, or nothing
Bet that lil nigga keep drugs or something
I don't let heat stay around plugs or something
Heard that lil nigga keep guns or something
Vampire he loves seeing blood or something
And on the field that boy been on the track
Like when he see ops, he gon' run or something

I got bread, so I stay with toasters, ooh
Yeah, got the heat when streets get colder, ooh
Yeah, money came and these ho's got closer
Gucci fashion ain't no fashionova
Torch on me, that's a dragon blower
Skunk pack, I'm blowing nasty odor
Ugly nigga who don't fuck wit' me and all these niggas hating
Why they sucking me?
Big straps and you can't fuck wit' these
Put my dick in the Glock, you get fucked wit' ease
Paper stable 'cause it's stuck on me
Call me McFlow, 'cause she loving me
You ain't getting out the mud wit' me
And I don't put up wit' that fuck shit on granny

Oh, dirt, most of y'all niggas from the mud or something
Get bust bitch, no straps, no Glocks, or nothing
Bet that lil nigga keep drugs or something
I don't let heat stay around plugs or something
Heard that lil nigga keep guns or something
Vampire he loves seeing blood or something
And on the field that boy been on the track
Like when he see ops, he gon' run or something

Like when he see ops, he gon' run or something
Get bust bitch, no straps, no Glocks, or nothing
I don't put the fuck shit on granny
I'm like when Imma get in her panties
Now lil ho is off on a xanny
I don't put that fuck shit on granny, oh

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