"DRTY DAWG" lyrics
ziPbby & CEO Trayle Lyrics
"DRTY DAWG"
Bitch
Fuck it, we play dirty, dog
She say I'm a dirty dawg
Bussin' off a 30 ball
I don't fuck with none of y'all
Percocet
Molly raw
Blew through like a hundred ball
I don't know who the fuck to call
Guns out, ladder stall
I been sippin' drank and you can see it through my bladder, y'all
This drank got no effect on me, I mix that bitch with Adderall
Jail call, from my blatt!
No, this ain't no trap phone
Dirty drugs, hundred pack, had to leave the trap alone
Damn, I miss my motherfuckin' brother, that's my backbone
Tryna play with my shmudda, shake the choppa 'til the back gone
Niggas tryna be my opps, but I ain't comin' back home
I done been fucked up before, it ain't nothin' to get back on
Gucci pampers when I have my baby, it got slacks on
GLE Mercedes, fuck the road up, it got tracks on
Damn, it took a minute
Five percent, you can't see in it
It's like I got my tint tinted
Big-ass watch, I'm Ben 10'n
Bitch, I ball like Ben Simmons
Big-ass crib with room in it
It's like I got like ten tenants
Bitch
Fuck it, we play dirty, dog
She say I'm a dirty dawg
Bussin' off a 30 ball
I don't fuck with none of y'all
Percocet
Molly raw
Blew through like a hundred ball
I don't know who the fuck to call
Guns out, ladder stall
I been sippin' drank and you can see it through my bladder, y'all
This drank got no effect on me, I mix that bitch with Adderall
Jail call, from my blatt!
No, this ain't no trap phone
Dirty drugs, hundred pack, had to leave the trap alone
Dirty drugs, I know thirty plugs
I could take a bad bitch, come and turn you up
Fat pockets, walkin' with a waddle in the club
I wasn't givin' bitches ones, I was givin' dubs
Trap all day, my Amiris filled up
I was drinkin' Quagen, my cup filled up
Know these niggas hate me, they bitch still fucked
Ayy, I bet she still fuck
All them clips be filled up
Talkin' crazy? Too big, backdoor'll get your spill cupped
He was talkin' kinda crazy, and then they killed bruh
Hit her at the telly, don't let bitches know where you live, bruh
Once that switch get to lettin' off, it ain't no chill button, for real
Fuck it, we play dirty, dog
She say I'm a dirty dawg
Bussin' off a 30 ball
I don't fuck with none of y'all
Percocet
Molly raw
Blew through like a hundred ball
I don't know who the fuck to call
Guns out, ladder stall
I been sippin' drank and you can see it through my bladder, y'all
This drank got no effect on me, I mix that bitch with Adderall
Jail call, from my blatt!
No, this ain't no trap phone
Dirty drugs, hundred pack, had to leave the trap alone
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- CEO Trayle Lyrics
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