制作

出演艺人
Icewear Vezzo
Icewear Vezzo
声乐
作曲和作词
Chivez Smith
Chivez Smith
词曲作者
制作和工程
June the Genius
June the Genius
制作人

歌词

[Intro]
Pour that shit up, gang
The money come first, ****
(June, you're a genius)
[Verse 1]
Thirty-round Glock, spent a bird on my watch
Pop a Perc' and burn out, bitch, we servin' all drop
Twenty chains on, good dirt in my pop
I don't beef with no rap bitch, we murdered all opps
Real street ****, this shit run in my blood
I was already cuz, **** heard of my pops
We don't cop pleas, we ain't squashin' no beef
Been steppin' on shit, you know brodie don't stop
AP dancin' like RiRi
Everything bustdown, them VV's, ****
Fuck a big homie, got it all on my own
Went and signed to myself, I don't need these ****
A1 plug, fifty grams every G
Best dog in the city, you should see these bitches
We really on go, they ain't shootin' up shit
They'd rather point fingers, can't believe these ****
Left out the feds to a drophead
Dopehouse on Mackney and Rockhead
I don't do a show 'less the chop in
Got a young thot ho, let her pop Xans
Off pure codeine, I'm a Wock'-head
Blue slips on me, finna drop red
Only hang with the robbers and the hotheads
I'll press play on ****, better stop playin', ****
[Chorus]
Feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pussy-ass **** gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street ****, bitch, we servin'
When the feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pussy-ass **** gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street ****, bitch, we servin'
[Verse 2]
I'm uptown with the gang, really press down
Free the guys, twenty chains, we don't ride, **** lame
Your shine ain't the same
Everybody eatin', take Xans while I'm leanin', I get high for the pain
Been grindin' for days
Gotta run it up, lil' cuz got caught with two nines and a Drac'
On God, **** fake
And hoes ain't shit, been froze every kit, **** dyin' for the fame
Grind and it came
Forty sold pills, way before I had a deal, I was buyin' up drank
Hundred rounds in the K
Just blew a half a mil'
Got two thousand seals sittin' down in the A
I ain't seen a drought in ten years, on Navy
Every **** 'round this shit blow crazy
Gold AP, bustdown, that's an eighty
400K in jewels, that's a Dawn or a Wraith, lil' ****
[Chorus]
Feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pussy-ass **** gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street ****, bitch, we servin'
When the feds touched down, we was dirty
Double cup, we sippin' on dirty
Lil' cousin got caught with a 30
AP bust down, that's a birdie
Ol' pussy-ass **** gettin' murdered
Big Glock on me, it's dirty
Can't talk to that bitch, she dirty
Real street ****, bitch, we servin'
Written by: Chivez Smith
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