Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirt, artist - BROCKHAMPTON.
Date of issue: 27.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Dirt |
South side brought the wave back |
Hair nappy need a wave cap |
Same state where Trae at |
This the reason for the mothafuckin ASAP |
That’s MOB nigga |
Why ya all dressed up why ya teeth messed up why ya look so lost nigga |
Don’t get it twisted down in the dirty south all we do is floss nigga |
That shit late |
Boss nigga |
That one me |
Ain’t got time can’t no nigga take mine |
Our shit yall shit lose it no way |
I’m off it I’m off it I’m off and dreamin bout it |
I’m nauseous I’m nauseous it hurts to think about it ahhh |
I’ve been riding round' with my people |
And I always put it down for my people |
She ain’t ever caught them southern feels |
But she gone' catch them southern feels |
Because I get it while it’s hot, I get it non stop as I watch that body rock |
Swanging through town, banging through town, let me slow it down as I get my |
money right |
Got this ice on my wrist candy painted Lexus finna' hit a lick with my squad |
Got a muddy cup of the purple stuff take a puff, get buck feel the southern love |
Scumbag from the lonestar state |
Come around here, you could be the next nigga on the first 48 |
Niggas run around with a snub 38 |
You gotta hold it down and protect your 28s |
Because since 18 a nigga had a dream |
Of that thang on the spokes |
I got my mouth froze |
Got them thangs for the low |
Who the fuck spoke? |
Don’t mind my southern drawl |
I got a pocket full of stones for all of y’all |
If he up, then watch him ball |
Plot to make these niggas fall |
Shoot through walls |
Take their money and their Ki’s |
And don’t come back without it all |
Screaming fuck 'em and we ball |
I’ve been riding round' with my people |
And I always put it down for my people |
She ain’t ever caught them southern feels |
But she gone' catch them southern feels |
Because I get it while it’s hot, I get it non stop as I watch that body rock |
Swanging through town, banging through town, let me slow it down as I get my |
money right |
Got this ice on my wrist candy painted Lexus finna' hit a lick with my squad |
Got a muddy cup of the purple stuff take a puff, get buck feel the southern love |
Sock tan, pack of ports |
Dirty bitch, might double cup her |
Smokin gas on the porch |
Guess you could say I’m burnin rubber |
Head is good, so I learn to love her |
My dogs talk in numbers |
My iPhones got iPhones so all my friends can talk to me |
My flip phone even switch lanes |
My bitch got that lipstick |
Like candy paint, lick it off |
Fuck me, then piss me off |
Alexis, get my ren on |
Alexis, get my ren on |
Curve me, curve me |
Bitch don’t hit my phone, cuz |
Heard everything’s supposed to be different round here |
Gotta make sense of shit round here |
It’s like everybody wanna hit a lick round here |
Guess I gotta stop giving shits round here |
Been looking for a sign or some shit round here |
Grind hard just to get a fuckin grip round here |
We don’t sit round here |
Big shit round here |
You a target if you don’t fuckin fit round here |
Better charge it to the game nigga |
We all going insane better find a fuckin lane |
Doing digits in a range nigga |
No guts no gain |
No pain no fame |
We are not one in the same nigga |
I could change your whole life |
We don’t need no hype |
Just to get shit lit for the night |
We could set it off on a fuck nigga on sight |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my southern niggas |
Riding, riding |
Rolling with my |
Pushing weight |
Got to educate |
Niggas smoking on my scholarship |
That’s a win win |
Allowances off these college kids |
Brockh&ton thicker than the wayans man |
I’m an asshole |
Run up in su casa and dun dun dun dun da da dun dun |
They deported my uncle |
Cause he ain’t got the papers to prove it |
Mama sent me to that white school (Not black!) |
Prove I could speak like them white kids |
Act like them white kids |
Smoke like them white kids |
Fuck that |
I’m the all black johnny cash |