Don't Get It Twisted Lyrics

Only Red Dirt can make a beat like this

That's Lil Jah

Red Dirt On The Beat

In ATL whippin' a Jeep Track go watch the Hawks play

AP rings and necklace three piece I feel like I'm Ice Trae

Wake up in the morning thank the lord he woke me up today

Hop up in that drop top racing to the cash ain't no delay

FGE them is my brothers, ain't no need for any others

Shoutout Ma, Popz and my brother, they ain't raise no sucker

Street racing counting racks yea that be my bread and butter

Ferris love the kid they know Red Dirt a crazy mothafucka

Bitch don't get it twisted thousand horses in the Vic

15 bitches feenin tryna hop up in the whip (mhm)

Bitch don't get it twisted hunnit shells up in this clip

This 50 AE do you filthy make you do a flip (true, true)

Bitch don't get it twisted toolie on my fuckin hip

Extended mag, suppressor, laser, barrel, red dot, hollow tips

Better blow something back he better not run cuz he gon trip

Pack him wrap him in a box and check the status package shipped (mhm)

Bitch don't get it twisted me and my niggas outside

Put on for New York, reppin from the south side

You talk down on FG that's okay just stay on that side

The cat creamy milky white now watch me make the cat slide

In ATL whippin' a Jeep Track go watch the Hawks play

AP rings and necklace three piece I feel like I'm Ice Trae

Wake up in the morning thank the lord he woke me up today

Hop up in that drop top racing to the cash ain't no delay

FGE them is my brothers, ain't no need for no others

Shoutout Ma, Popz and my brother, they ain't raise no sucker

Street racing counting racks yea that be my bread and butter

Ferris love the kid they know Red Dirt a crazy mothafucka