dirt - young juve lyrics
b*tch we bout to put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye aye
put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
den put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye
b*tch i’m trying put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye aye
put em on a shirt
(put em in a hurst)
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye
n*gga said i was too young to be his big homie
bat em in his face n*gga i’m yo big homie
you better not spin around my block wit no tint on it
cause any altercations my n*ggas want in on it
we slapping hi fives with heads shots
this n*gga p*ssy i can see straight thru his dreadlocks
ooh his head popped
my lil n*ggas too official ain’t no red dot
he just hop out swing pistols like a red opp
i this his meds dropped
or i’m to geeked up
beat a n*gga out his mf sneakers
we in the club starting sh*t up for no reason
it’s best to walk the other way if you see us
cuz b*tch we on go mode like a go pro
find out where you live and hit download
wanna live to see yo kids keep yo mouth close
i’m smoking opp pack, and this my last bowl
b*tch we bout to put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye aye
put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
den put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye
b*tch i’m trying put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye aye
put em on a shirt
(put em in a hurst)
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye
n*gga know it case closed when i hit yo ass yo ass wit that wooo wop
we just murder n*ggas don’t never get in no shootouts
throughout my lifetime i only spared about 2 opps
word out in the street on me like michael jordan new shoe drop
ran way from yo problems but can’t run away from this ruger
k!ll a n*gga go secondline his stupid ass like usual
you heard that papp papp
two to the head his brains sitting in his lap lap
he took a nap nap
that what he get get cause he keep running his flap flap
he’s a cheese eater so i caught em in a trap trap hey
i see you going extra hard your need to freeze that
i’m bout to put you in the dirt where they grow trees at
b*tch we bout to put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye aye
put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
den put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye
b*tch i’m trying put em in a hurst
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye aye aye
put em in a hurst
(put em in a hurst)
put em on a shirt
put em in the dirt
aye aye aye
pull up str8 i got the stick on me
cool thirty this enough to buy a brick on me
weight a cool buck 50 but i’m big homie
nan n*gga in my city never picked on me
i don’t want the whip if it ain’t got the kit on it
and i can’t pull it off the lot unless it tint on it
f*ck n*gga talking out his head i put a 10 on em
young n*gga never saw a 10 he come and sit on em
i never met that n*gga quan but i got rich homies
( but i got rich homies )
we still a pull up wit that fire and let it rip on em
p*ssy n*gga twitter dissing cause his b*tch want me
catch his p*ssy ass in public wit gone whop on em
imma shove it down her throat and make her spit on it
imma f*ck her from the back and make her sit on it
imma do my diddy bop i got the bl!ck on me
i catch a oppa imma rock em choppa rocka hit his head and leave a dent on it
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