Dirt Lyrics

Free the guys straight from the heart, that's why I said it first

A nigga play with me or gang and get stuffed in the dirt

Chase a bag, never watch a nigga put in work

Ain't no cookies in this jar, that's where I put that work

I feel like Kobe in the fourth, you know I tote that clutch

Gravedigger, lights out, when you hear

Brodie beat the case for shh, I can't let it out

Now we swimmin' in the money, shit used to be a drought

Clout chasin' and dick suckin', that's that shit I hate

We caught him slippin' at that light, that chopper ate his face

Niggas trippin', shoot his feet, he better tie his lace

Bad bitch be actin' bougie, but still gave me face

I just pay lil' bro the price, he knocked him off and he ain't leave a trace

Dale behind the wheel, if 12 behind us, we gon' start a chase

This gas I got so gas, when you hit it, you gon' think it's lace

I'm feelin' like a Rollin' Stone, I move that work from place to place

They can't find the trap, I'm in the cut just like some alcohol

My lil' niggas active, they go crazy, need some Adderall

These lil' niggas ruthless, say the word, and then they after y'all

These lil' niggas ruthless, say the word, and then they after y'all

I ain't fuckin' with no hoe, I'm tryna chase the check

I had to leave that hoe alone, I need a new one, she gave basic neck

I'm tryna wet the streets, I need a new stick I got a basic tech

I ain't pouring out no drank, I gave it to my brother, we ain't wastin' that

If I see it and I like it, then I'm buyin

If that lil' hoe conversatin', then you know that she ain't mine

I had to switch it up a bit, that work shit fuckin' up my time

I saw my brother in the cell, and that shit fuckin' up my mind

Good shit, shop closed, but you can still hit my line

I got this game shit on lock, like my work did a crime

If a nigga want some smoke, it's in the air, you know what's up with me

You niggas know my name, Yung Swavo, you can't fuck with me

I be walkin' on my songs, hop in the booth, and then I fuck the beat

Niggas steady sayin' he cold, all my niggas finna up the heat

You know I keep that 40 on me, yeah, you know that shit tucked with me

I be chillin' in the trap with your hoe, and she keep touchin' me

She be textin' on my phone, steady callin', sayin' she lovin' me

She said, "Swavo, don't you leave" this lil' hoe can't get enough of me

Wait, stop the beat,

we ridin' in that Rover, and the police steady watchin' me

Niggas always hatin', but you know that they ain't stoppin' me

Pocket full of cheese, money green just like some broccoli

Niggas movin' corny, changed my flow, they tried to copy me

Tryna watch my moves, but the money keep on callin' me

And I told lil' bro we takin' this to trail, we can't cop a plea

Free the guys straight from the heart, that's why I said it first

A nigga play with me or gang and get stuffed in the dirt

Chase the bag, never watch a nigga put in work

Ain't no cookies in this jar, that's where I put that work

I feel like Kobe in the fourth, you know I tote that clutch

Gravedigger lights out, when you hear

Brodie beat the case for shh, I can't let it out

Now we swimmin' in the money, shit used to be a drought