Clean & Dirty

Yeah

Yeah, yeah (you aren't even a cool breeze for my man Taz)

I'm in this bitch with Twonem, haha, yeah

Free three, haha, yeah

Walked in fitted, then I, left out dirty

Twonem spinnin' like the Kentucky Derby

I been way too geeked, I popped too many perkies

And my pills clean, but my gun dirty, cracka

(Huh, uh, uh), yeah

My pills clean, but my gun dirty, cracka

My pills clean, but, huh yeah

Wake up, hit for 50, feel like Curtis

I roll her in the Rolls, she feel exposed, drop the curtain

You got poles, and I got poles, just drop the lo', be thеre in thirty

Grab my mask, get to purgin', we makе mama's go to churches

We make granny's broke off funeral homes

I don't do nun' of that rapping

We wrap opps up like tortillas, boy you know this shit get tragic

If I catch Lil Nine, I'ma hit his ass with that Nina' all in traffic

Brand new stick, I'll wave the bitch like Selena, I do magic

Off ten beans in a Beamer, double-stack got me on Venus

Unc mad, made him wait for two hours, he in here fiendin'

I ain't do it for no reason, plug playin' on my re-up

Long as I get that shit gone

Get to smoke and kick my feet up (hmm, hmm, yeah)

Bitch, better go suit up, yeen got no excuses

I been beating my feet, something like I abuse em

Talking to God, I miss my brudda, like why you took him?

Fuck them crackas, they took my dawg, I'm askin' why they booked him

Bitch I stood tall, they can't overlook me

Always shootin' straight, just a little crooked

Still servin' Cookies, still fuck with auntie

Still on that porch, I might be up but I ain't signed

Crack that seal and po' me up bout' four lines

I ain't dropped a Audemar, but they all knowin' it's my time

State trooper get behind me, I'm doing 160 on the I

I might serve the lows, but I'm still out here getting high

As God, wave the rod

Like I'm from Saint Pete

Bitch, I'm geeked up in the stu, we in here eight deep

Steady counting all this cheese, that's why they hate me

I told her, "I don't want the pussy," she damn near raped me

Walked in fitted, then I, left out dirty

Twonem spinnin' like the Kentucky Derby

I been way too geeked, I popped too many perkies

And my pills clean, but my gun dirty, cracka

(Huh, uh, uh), yeah

My pills clean, but my gun dirty, cracka

My pills clean, but, huh yeah