dirty $prite – traphouse lyrics
the block is hot
you and your boys look like opps
me and the squad, we don’t talk to no cops
these b-tches sauced
diamonds dancing like strippers
try to run up on us wrong, we gon’ blow off your top
real talk
ya’ll chumps doin lame sh-t
it make you look basic
got these bad b-tches twerkin
and your hoe is high maintenance
i see that ya flexin, you know we gon’ take it
and i got that extendo
best believe we get sprayin
she dancing on my f-cking lap
she slanging white out the trap
weight out a brick, then she bring that -ss back
i’m sippin act out the flask, she keep counting my cash, but she ain’t touching the stash
b-tch swerve
the block is f-cking hot
bounce
versace versace black ski mask up on me like this is a robbery
talking that sh-t (like this isn’t the fire) i know you gon’ copy me
you say that you’re with the sh-ts
but you are not living it
you stay on the internet, while we’re out here getting it
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