Dirty Stick Lyrics

Niggas want some smoke

I send them shots

You can call me Russian

Yeah I'm with yo' bitch

She turn around

She just get to bussin

Dissin' on my dead

I drop a bag just to get him hushin

Every time I'm with yo' bitch

She top me off, it's no discussion

Niggas out here spreadin' lies

About the truth

BitchTell them facts

I was locked up in that Cell

No bail

But I ain't no fuckin' rat

And tell that dread headbitch to keep my name up out his mouth

Before I send them lil' niggas from the south

They at yo' house

Yeah, I fucked your bitch,

Your future wifey out in Texas too

Yeah I keep a strap

It got some bodies, that's like 22

Reachin' for some clout

He gon' die, put him on the news

Masked up, gloved up

12 ain't find a fuckin' clues

Niggas broke, tell the truth,

Stop postin' like you fuckin' rich

I done had enough, I'm sick and tired

Fuck the bullshit

All this shit I'm talkin', this shit facts,

This shit off the rip

Reachin' for my chain, popped his ass

Walking with a limp

Niggas want some smoke

I send them shots

You can call me Russian

Yeah I'm with yo' bitch

She turn around, she just get to bussin

Dissin' on my dead

I drop a bag just to get him hushin

Every time I'm with yo' bitch

She top me off, there's no discussion

Throwin' all them parties why you dissin?

We gon' shoot the bitch up

Everything I did was for a reason

Tell my opps to catch up

Pull up on a nigga, make him run

He gon' call for backup

Niggas clickin' up like hoes

I'm with ya hoe , we throwin' fours

Bitch, keep my fuckin' name out your mouth

Tell yo' bitch to step up off my dick, nigga

Fuck you talkin' bout, I'm off this shit