Dirty Sosa 808 & Yung Mal

[Intro]
Ha
Yeah
Turn me up maestro
Sosa 808 got this bih knockin

[Chorus]
House full of shooters, they goin out vert
I been a real ass nigga since birth
Pray everyday but I ain't been to church
Back seat of the Maybach it came with the curtains
I don't do the flirtin, they lost in the sauce, they don't even know which one they be workin
Like the pharmacy we never run out of percys
Police hit the lights on me, fuck I was swervin
My bitch, she curvy, Glock hold 30, bitch I'm not worried
Pull up like a boss, all black Suburban
Close, I'm in Atlana, fuck it I merge 'em
Whole 1.5 we move the the Secret Service
Somebody pulled in the hood and got murdered
Every beat get murdered
You gotta watch how you move out here cuz the streets play dirty

[Verse 1]
Street shit get dirty, sippin this dirty, sticks they dirty
Gave her my heart and the bitch did me dirty
Baby ass niggas I burp em
Got em knocked off, yes I did it on purpose
Hit up your block real early, late night they gon hit it again
They not gon stop till somebody get buried
Talk to my money said baby we get married
Pop out with the racks and the broke boys embarrassed
That lil bitty money that shit don't compare, I swear, bitch
Custom my drip, all you niggas can't wear what I wear
Ah, yeah, what, Glock in my hand when I steer
Yeah, I be watchin that rearview mirror
I wish they would, I dare