4 lil larry – dirty pop lyrics
[intro]
(how much is that chevy that’s in the blue and black?
gettin’ money f-ckin’ b-tches yeah i’m true to that)
[hook]
upper cl-ss life, upper cl-ss life
smokin’ strong out a bong or a gl-ss pipe
lotta n-ggas they be hatin’ they the mad type
get the cash right, this the fast life
if you dishin’ out 40 that’s a bad price
holla at ya plug get them stacks right
this the fast life, upper cl-ss life
upper cl-ss life gotta get the cash right
[verse 1]
i don’t know what they expect from me
most likely they won’t get a check from me
now why get the car note
if you know you gone end up in debt homie
i tend to state the obvious, apologies
sike b-tch i hope that it bother ya
ima keep throwing these bars at em
smashin’ and jabbin’ their arteries
these b-tches they want me to get a ring
besides this d-ck can’t give em anything
ima keep grindin’ i promise n-gga
and i put that sh-t over everything
[hook]
upper cl-ss life, upper cl-ss life
smokin’ strong out a bong or a gl-ss pipe
lotta n-ggas they be hatin’ they the mad type
get the cash right, this the fast life
if you dishin’ out 40 that’s a bad price
holla at ya plug get them stacks right
this the fast life, upper cl-ss life
upper cl-ss life gotta get the cash right
[verse 2]
the poverty life was maf-cka’
i couldn’t get with that maf-cka’
started a chase for the cash money
should’ve been balled like the boy stunna
stay aware like demarcus and i ain’t talkin’ cousins
buddy swear im cool on that f-ck sh-t
that’s why them b-tches love me
they swear you changed on ya peoples
when you come up from nothin’
and get to makin’ up rumors
when you seen out here stuntin’
levitate to a better place
to the face burn fresh green
check ya b-tch don’t check me we don’t sweat hoes
we let be, lashin’ out like ya mama made ya
pick a switch from under her best tree
i only play when im work and that’s very seldom
like the nets be, mailbox, where the checks be at
they know i don’t play they can’t get me
i know its just my turn with the b-tch
i be d-mned if let her stress me
f-ck the sh-t out her im chest deep
as soon as i leave she gone text me
never tired no rest for us, makin’ music
where the check goin, crossin’ over that’s blasphemy
switchin’ up that’s whack to me, ima turn a catastrophe
into a immaculate created masterpiece
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