In The Dirt Lyrics

Fuck nigga

Wanna be drug deala

Two seata

In a black wife beata

One glove, OJ, Coochie Killa

Got a barrel, DK, Gorilla

Warfare, can't see through this thick hair

But bitch I won't miss

Told you once before, shells hotter than piss

Got my Death Note, you at the top of the list

Better make your last wish

When I

Put 'em in the dirt

Two bullets, it won't hurt

Might just fuck around and leave his brains on his shirt

Put that nigga in the ground

We all dumping, whole round

Got a shhh on that bih

It don't make a damn sound

Round for round like it's MMA

Dunk on a bitch like it's NBA

Don't give a fuck, get his ass broad day

Look him in the eyes and tell him to pray

Six feet

I don't hear a heartbeat

Told 'em get the white sheet

And leave his bitch with a treat

One knife

Twenty-five to life

Got 'em shaking like he seen a poltergeist

Use to rock a Samsung

Only thought, handgun

Tryna get them walls like tampon

Finna slap a hoe with a strap on

Knock 'em out, hit stick

Finna roll, rip stick

Ain't no bruise, lipstick

They won't hop off this dick

Pulled in with the shotty

Police find the body

Bitch it's just a hobby

Twelve holes in ya body

Leave 'em looking sloppy

Imma go getta

I love baretta

Yeah I call that bitch Heatha

Light like a featha

No need to be swole if you got a fuckin' pole

Gonna leave a hole, finna take a nigga soul

Fuck nigga

Wanna be drug deala

In a two seata

In a black wife beata

'For I

Put 'em in the dirt

Two bullets, it won't hurt

Posted on a shirt

And we left his momma hurt

Fuck Nigga

Really hate a fuck nigga

Fuck nigga

Can't stand a fuck nigga

Put 'em in the dirt

Two bullets, it won't hurt