Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirty Money, artist - Blacc Zacc. Date of issue: 11.10.2021
Song language: English
Dirty Money |
| Uh, uh-uh |
| Uh-uh, uh-uh |
| I been in the trap, baby (Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuckin' beat?) |
| Yeah, I been in the trap, baby, woah (Ah nah, you ain’t made that motherfucker) |
| I been in the bricks servin' all the trap fiends |
| Runnin' up a check, do you know what that means? |
| (Uh) |
| Dirty money comin' in, but it look clean |
| I said, «Dirty money comin' in, but it look clean» (Ooh) |
| How you wanna talk to me? |
| Lil' nigga, you ain’t got no bands |
| You broke, that’s what you tellin' me |
| You cry, you ain’t got no salary |
| Hellcat, do two hundred in the car (Car), ain’t no trail in me |
| Smokin', burnin' a rubber, you can’t see me, but you smell in me |
| You can’t see me, but you smell in me |
| This drip, it come from overseas |
| I get Ps from out the West, thn send it right back to the East (Uh) |
| I get high lik Wiz Khalifa, the zaza, this is not no Keisha |
| Go to sleep Versace sheets and wake up feelin' like a king (Ooh) |
| Countin' fetty while lookin' for a trap queen |
| Welcome to the trap, I’m the fuckin' trap king |
| I just might relapse, I’m addicted to codeine |
| Glock up on my lap, I’m the trap with them things |
| I been in the bricks servin' all the trap fiends |
| Runnin' up a check, do you know what that means? |
| (Uh) |
| Dirty money comin' in, but it look clean |
| I said, «Dirty money comin' in, but it look clean» (Ooh) |
| How you wanna talk to me? |
| Lil' nigga, you ain’t got no bands |
| You broke, that’s what you tellin' me |
| You cry, you ain’t got no salary |
| Hellcat, do two hundred in the car (Car), ain’t no trail in me |
| Smokin', burnin' a rubber, you can’t see me, but you smell in me |
| Smokin' on Jamaica with this bad yellow thing |
| Took her to room, where you know what that means (Uh) |
| Runnin' up a check, dot pass in my jeans |
| Used to wear Levi’s, now it’s Alexander McQueens (Ooh) |
| Real trap nigga makin' plays with a mask on (Oh) |
| And this mean racks all over me |
| Corona, it ain’t stoppin' me (Uh) |
| Burnin', smokin' za in the car, fuck a felony |
| Trappin', countin' money at the table, smokin' broccoli |
| I been in the bricks servin' all the trap fiends |
| Runnin' up a check, do you know what that means? |
| (Uh) |
| Dirty money comin' in, but it look clean |
| I said, «Dirty money comin' in, but it look clean» (Ooh) |
| How you wanna talk to me? |
| Lil' nigga, you ain’t got no bands |
| You broke, that’s what you tellin' me |
| You cry, you ain’t got no salary |
| Hellcat, do two hundred in the car (Car), ain’t no trail in me (Oh) |
| Smokin', burnin' a rubber, you can’t see me, but you smell in me (Oh) |
| Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh |
| Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh |
| Ooh |
| Ooh |