Ridin Dirty Lyrics

Keep a knocka on me, cause you won't knock me out

Snakes in the grass, but they ain't gonna slime me out

Bitches crazy, when they tell me "Justo fly me out"

Niggas ran up some bands, how you like me now

Kept a ounce by my Nina, I'm riding dirty

You don't wanna see me when I'm off a perky

Them shells hit my opp, he start getting sturdy

Don't get mad, cause your bitch, she be getting flirty

They see me rolling, and they hating

Got a bad lil bitch and she Hatian

Chop hit his ankle, it got lots of patients

Spin to his side, air it out like a fragrance

Fuck on his hoe, don't got time for the saving

Glock beaming red, hit his eye like a lasic

Nina hit raw, them shells don't need a latex

Stood on my ten toes while niggas was chatting

Geesh Money was talking, like I ain't catch him lacking

He talking get money, but he made it off scamming

That a nigga a pussy, got the gun in my fashion, like

Bitch you an actor, don't run up

Glock clean the scene, leave you done up

If you ain't got hands, shut the fuck up

I love blood and Mac 11's

Mondo slide to his side, leave him praying like a reverend

Jay Ohh shout out 'ohh,' and the O's catch a opp in a second

It's a lesson, never chat on a live for some views

Roll up deads in a L, that's a life you got lose

Catch a opp when I'm bored, there ain't none to do

Gotta chop in my fashion, shoot at J and his crew

Bullets hit him in his back

If you run up, then you finna die

Bullets gon hit him right in his spine

Keep a knocka on me, cause you won't knock me out

Snakes in the grass, but they ain't gonna slime me out

Bitches crazy, when they tell me "Justo fly me out"

Niggas ran up some bands, how you like me now

Kept a ounce by my Nina, I'm riding dirty

You don't wanna see me when I'm off a perky

Them shells hit my opp, he start getting sturdy

Don't get mad, cause your bitch, she be getting flirty

They see me rolling, and they hating

Got a bad lil bitch and she Hatian

Chop hit his ankle, it got lots of patients

Spin to his side, air it out like a fragrance

Fuck on his hoe, don't got time for the saving

Glock beaming red, hit his eye like a lasic

Nina hit raw, them shells don't need a latex