Dirty K Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Walk em' down we gon shut it down leave no evidence
We beefin' bout some money nigga I just need my dividends
Fifty on my stick pop his shit then we leave em' there
Spin around his block fox em out then we out of there
Redeye off the block super sharp steady switching gears
Fell out with a couple niggas fuck it I can't stand my peers
We been at the top for a lot its been a couple years
Felt that shot, it was hot, got his mama dropping tears
When I catch my nigga I'ma dig em' ,get another chain
Really like a gorilla off that skrilla don't play with my name
Niggas lookin goofy dissing for Insta fame
I just put some rubies on her tennis chain
You can wire the backend right to my mans
All my niggas eating we ain't coppin' grams
Oxycotton ,dog food really moving pounds
Come past college ave make you move from round
You hear me all in traffic you know I run the town
Get it in some plastic then I bust it down
Niggas hold down circle when they hear them sounds
Dirty k I'm finna walk em' down
Off da wok give em' thirty shots I'm on my curry shit
Doubled up gotta' shut em' up only extended clips
Pop right out the car hit his mans and shit
How you say you steppin' if we jamming shit
How you say you steppin' if you ain't hitten' shit
Niggas really junkies off them pills and shit
Murder on my mind I'm tryna kill some shit
If I'm only rapping you ain't living it
Walk em' down we gon shut it down leave no evidence
We beefin' bout some money nigga I just need my dividends
Fifty on my stick pop his shit then we leave em' there
Spin around his block fox em out then we out of there
Redeye off the block super sharp steady switching gears
Fell out with a couple niggas fuck it I can't stand my peers
We been at the top for a lot it's been a couple years
Felt that shot, it was hot, got his mama dropping tears