Yeah, guess I gotta do the dirty work until I'm filthy rich
I repent for the sins that I will commit
Gotta stick it to the stammer and the clippers of banana
Man, a nigga been done * around in pilchard *
Almost spilled the lick, I'm finna kill them lick
You niggas better brush up on your skills a bit
She a, uh, you look better with a filter, bitch
All she get is good dick and a bill to split
Two texts to do a duet, I let them hum a melody
This ring a misdemeanor, but the other one a felony
You say this * to me, but I consist a ton of jealousy
Cause I blew cheese like somebody run a celery
Was underselling me, but now the price is up
Say niggas like, damn, grim, nice as *
If there's ever any pressure, then the price will bust
Life a gamble, nigga, you gon' roll the dice or what?
I got dirty money, need it clean
Done a murder, somethin' for the team
And I heard he runnin' with the team
With like 30-something in the cream
Got at least a million dollar schemes
If you gon' hit, you gotta swing, you know what I mean?
I just kept this * a bean, nah
Bitch, that poor on the scene
I got dirty money, need it clean
Done a murder, somethin' for the team
And I heard he runnin' with the team
With like 30-something in the cream
Got at least a million dollar schemes
If you gon' hit, you gotta swing, you know what I mean?
I just kept this * a bean, nah
Bitch, that poor on the scene
Fuckers up, I knuckle up and get a piece
A couple uppercuts, a daddy rate, you niggas a featherweight
You couldn't ruffle us, I'm levitating
Grippin' up and up, who think they tough enough?
I'm detonating, blowin' up sustenance
I choppy and suffer, much enough debating
Want me on the track, the meter's up and waiting
The floor is suffocating, somebody resuscitate him
Way off cookin' the hook of the verse, I need a fuckin' apron
All of you boys can put in the hearse, I'm sendin' them up to Satan
Oops, I mean, sendin' them up to Jesus
Leavin' them cut in pieces, hit a disruptive thesis
Thinkin' grip, now the hip-hop go
Must don't know what time it is, guess it's wristwatch broke
Get back this, that, put them in a Ziploc dope
Grip, you should make a dance just for TikTok, nope
Haters tried to hang me with a slipknot rope
Too much slack, cousin, I came back bustin'
I got dirty money, need it cleaned
Down to murder somethin' for the team
And I heard he runnin' with the team
With like thirty somethin' in the team
I ain't listin' million dollar schemes
If you gon' hit, you gotta swing, know what I mean?
I just kept this * a bin
Now, bitch, step on the scene
I got dirty money, need it cleaned
Down to murder somethin' for the team
And I heard he runnin' with the team
With like thirty somethin' in the team
I ain't listin' million dollar schemes
If you gon' hit, you gotta swing
Now, I got dirty money, need it clean
Know what I mean?
I just kept this * a bean
Bitch, step on the scene