DIRT ON MY NAME VIC MENSA

[Intro]
Shout out Hit-Boy (Hit-Boy)

[Chorus]
Got a lot of dirt up on my name
I might've had a rap beef with the whole game
I'm spraying everything, I don't really need to aim
I really be in traffic, why I'm always switching lanes
I'm in a leather jacket, motorcycle with the flames
Niggas switched sides, man, I thought we was bros
I'm still outside on the 7 with the Moes
Slide out west with Armani and the Fo's
Soon as it land, he gon' fly the whole load

[Verse 1]
Shorty, where you been? I been stackin' on the low
Opps tryna send me to the end of the road
Nigga's from the Chi, so you know I can't go
I might have to smack a nigga on his own show
BET, clown with a freestyle
I'm a demon but thе devil's in the details
Free my nigga Jamеs in them chains
Gave him 15 for a leg shot, we need a retrial

[Interlude]
Then what the— what the fuck do we need a Vic Mensa?
I know this Vic Mensa thing just happened
Vic Mensa's fucked
Vic Mensa, what the fuck? (Vic Mensa)