yung dirt – trap money beats lyrics
b+tch im sippin pirkka trip
eating ribs i put dibs
on yo b+tch she a snitch
all my opps are f+ckin dying ur moms a b+tch like the genderbent brian
my fire rate is fast like a hi hat
look at my friends and im like why fat?
pull up with my gun
on ur son
shoot him in hus f+ckin thumb
cause hes dumb
i am done
yung nut is wearing glasses
because hes a f+ckin fascist
[verse 2]
yung nut got glasses
im smoking his ashes
i dont pay my taxes
my house smell like gasses
eating my stew
while im taking a p++p
with yo mom in the zoo
i dont swallow i chew
made a rack from selling crack
i bought a mac but crack is wack
my skin is black grab a tac and attack
stinky sh+t we on the track
i got b+tches on my d+ck
clip empty so it cl!ck
b+tch is skinny but she thick
stinky productions we are sick
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