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[Intro]
Hahaha, yeah (Bah)

[Chorus]
I rock all designer, this Hermes, yeah (Dirty)
Colder than two sleds, yeah (Dirty)
Presidents in my pocket and they dead, yeah
Hop up out the motherf*ckin' bed, yeah (Dirty Boy)
We don't f*ck with feds, yeah (Dirty Boy)
f*ck that bitch one time then left her on read (Dirty)
Pop a Percocet, I'm on these meds, yeah (Dirty)
Shawty on my dick, she tryna ride me like some pegs (Dirty Boy)
Where your cred'? Yeah
Chopper hot, fill it up with lead, yeah (Dirty Boy)
Phone trap like birds, nigga, I just want my bread, I won't beg, yeah

[Verse]
Pull up on your block, I make it spread, yeah (Dirty)
You heard what I said, yeah (Dirty)
Cup filled up with red, yeah (Dirty Boy)
My bitch, she so bad, like exorcism, turnin' heads, yeah
Brand new push to start, them doors, they go up like her legs
These designer threads, yeah (Dirty)
We got tools like shed, yeah (Dirty Boy)
Came up from the bottom so don't push me to the edge (Dirty Boy)
Bitch, I go retarded like a kid was special ed, yeah (Dirty)
Locked in with my plug (Dirty), I feel like a dread (Dirty Boy)
Hopped up on my flight then I fled (Then I fled, Dirty)
Og, I can't stress, yeah (Dirty)
In love with that money, I'm obsessed (I'm obsessed)
Walk inside the bank, I made a mess, yeah (Dirty)
f*ck it, I confess, yeah (Dirty)
Brand new push to start, I press the button, she impressed (Dirty)
f*ckin' on that bitch, I f*cked the first day that we met, yeah (Dirty)
Her boy's been upset (Yeah)
I want a Bugatti, and my bitch, she want baguettes (Yeah)
I can't see nobody, Louis V around my neck, my protect, yeah

[Chorus]
I rock all designer, this Hermes, yeah (Dirty)
Colder than two sleds, yeah (Dirty)
Presidents in my pocket and they dead, yeah (Dirty Boy)
Hop up out the motherf*ckin' bed, yeah (Dirty Boy)
We don't f*ck with feds, yeah (Dirty Boy)
f*ck that bitch one time then left her on read, yeah (Dirty)
Pop a Percocet, I'm on these meds, yeah (Dirty)
Shawty on my dick, she tryna ride me like some pegs (Dirty Boy)
Where your cred'? Yeah
Chopper hot, fill it up with lead, yeah (Dirty Boy)
Phone trap like birds, nigga, I just want my bread, I won't beg, yeah

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