Yea, swing
Nel my dirty Jacob
Yea Come on

[Chorus]
Now if you gonna ride
Get inside lets roll
If you running yo mouth then
Shit then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me were you the one that's on the grind
If you gonna ride
Get inside lets roll
If you running yo mouth then
Shit then shut my door
I ain't got nothing on my hands but time
Tell me were you the one that's on the grind
Check it was it you that was on the grind dirty

They acting like they really want it with me
Trust me they don't really want it they just want to be seen
They want to disrupt my team with these publicity schemes
Tryin' to dismantle my panel with lies rumors and scandals
But uh I pull through it like I'm tugging a war
I tell ya the situation like I been here before
I'm still popping dirty still smoking point clicking
Watching the doors open
No joking everything remotin'
No choking or bleeding this ride is for free
No matter what you got your dying for free
Automatically I'm focused like 35 millimeters
All of the sudden like such and such want to meet us
All of the sudden like such and such want to greet us
The same will you believe us
Now they all tryin to cheat us
In real life they can't beat us
Some time they try to repeat us

[Chorus]

Why is they yacking like they fucking with these? (I don't know)
Why is they stunting like they holding the keys? (tell me)
Them type of people don't be holding no heat
Then how the fuck they goin' be rolling with me
Dude how the hell you ain't gonna waste yo time (wait yo time)
Yo mouth gonna fuck around and gonna waste yo time (ey)
I don't them nigga that ain't gonna grind
When its peso time come out and take yo shine dirty
I'm the same nigga that's outta control (outta control)
I put a little malinger out on the roll (hey)
The bigger it just got the calico I been cocking and loading
I been poppin in fours (uh)
Set that aside 'cause I gotta get those (gotta get those)
The finest shit then what you proud of me for (tell me)
The dirty either you gonna ride or you don't (uh)
Inside there's more shit if not we're gone nigga

[Chorus]

You tell em
Watch me now I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now
You tell 'em watch me now I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now
Well if said it I done it if I done it I did it
And if I, And if I want it if don't put it against it
The way that I should spend it to get just how I should
All money ain't good money but no money ain't good
I took the hood tactics and plot with musical talents
Trying to create a balance
In between Minnesota and Dallas
Never matters when I'm speaking
If you peeping just let me know
I'm guaranteed to keep it cracking just like eggs hitting the flor
I'm dotting just want to be I ask
Clipping the wings I want to fly ass
Only Q and D. Miles can look down on me
Maybe I should bee bee in my head
I puts it down homie

[Chorus: x2]

You tell em watch me now I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now
You tell em watch me now I'm spiffy now
Smoke sticky now and the Mrs. pick me now ey

Writer : C. HAYNES, J. EPPERSON, J. THOMAS
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, UNIVERSAL MUSIC MGB SONGS OBO JACKIE FROST MUSIC