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Dirty Birds ft. Clayco Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Krashhh
Yung Dre, Yung Dre
Yung Dre, Yung Dre, uh
I'm in the A and I'm catchin' these plays just like I'm, uh
I'm in the A and I'm catchin' these plays just like I'm Julio
Sippin' that Don, talkin' Julio
1942, little hoe
Really run up the field like I'm Bijan on dirty birds
Slide in the rental, I ran up the fuckin' curb
Really ran up a check on the first and the fuckin' third
Shittin' on niggas, I guess I'ma fuckin' turd
Use my brain to get money, I guess I'ma fuckin' nerd
She give brain with the glasses, that bitch is a lil' nerd
Made my birds take a bath, cause' that bird was a dirty bird
And I came from the trap, so I'm servin' it turf to turf
Hit that bit' from the back when I take me a Perky
Do the money lil' dance, but I'm not gettin' sturdy
No my age not in clip, but I'm totin' this 30
Got the bottles in V.I.P with the bitches, they pretty
I'ma ball in San Fran, but my name not Brock Purdy
I'm with 24 hoes, like I'm AJ Terrell
Got em' laughing and shit, but not Kenan & Kel
I'm not doin' a crime with that boy, he gon' tell
It's like five in the mornin, I still give em' hell
We gon' pick up the pack, we don't mail
Niggas slow as a fuck, yeah, they snail
They had put me in jail, made a bail
Went to jail two times, but I won't go back
Give a fuck bout' the law, I'ma stay in the trap
Give a fuck bout' the law, I'ma stay with a strap
Niggas talkin' that shit, but we know they all cap
Pullin' gimmicks and shit, cause' these niggas can't rap
She wanna blemish my image, but not speakin' facts
If I hit up my ex, I can nut on her face
Yeah I'm all out of town, and I'm all with them Dracs
Yeah, I'm all outta' town with them choppas and Ks
Yung Dre, Krashhh, Krashhh Wrld
Yung Dre, Yung Dre, Yung Dre, Yung Dre
We finna' get it started