Gino Gambino, Noonie B - Dirty Lyrics

Yeahhhhh
Ah
Still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Ah
Press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I did all this dirt and I'm still ain't dirty
I'm riding round with a see thru 30
Trap house I ain't never stop working
Volleyball how a muhfucka serving
New whip and the body on it two tone
I press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I'm still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Yeah
Still with the same niggas since myspace
Fuck a bitch never take her back to my place
Everyday I'm making money on the highway
Everyday a different car in my drive way
This life was made for me
I'm a trapper and a rapper that shit plain to see
This the song they gone play when the bury me
Bury me a G
Matter fact bury me a double G
I want Gucci on my feet
With a hunnit G's In my casket
I bounced back you can call me elastic
I'm a G I'm a muhfucking savage
No my nigga I'm not like Meagan
I really do damage don't play I won't have it.
I pray that I make it to heaven cause lately it feel like I'm going thru hell
Pray that I never go back to that cell
Pray that my package make it thru the mail
Pray on my knees pray my music Excel
My niggas pray for me
All of my niggas bout loyalty
I got money put away for the lawyer fees
Yeah
I did all this dirt and I'm still ain't dirty
I'm riding round with a see thru 30
Trap house I ain't never stop working
Volleyball how a muhfucka serving
New whip and the body on it two tone
I press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I'm still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Yeah
Still with the same niggas since myspace
Fuck a bitch never take her back to my place
Everyday I'm making money on the highway
Everyday a different car in my drive way
This life was made for me
I'm a trapper and a rapper that shit plain to see
This the song they gone play when the bury me
See A 6 shot chamber that's a full moon clip
Keep a low profile when you rolling in yo whip
And don't neva talk about how many keys that you flip
And don't bring yo money out count yo cheese in the tip
Don't have to know you to see how low yo pride is
I have a bitch nigga leaking out of his eyelids
These niggas is outcasts the kid is on a bubble
My flow is to blaze and y'all still up on the hustle
Plus I be the only stud killing the flows
And the 40 cal uh have the doctor drilling yo nose
Awh I do is lay back and distribute the blows
And you niggas changing y'all image where in casual clothes
I got this rap shit down to a science
These niggas is weak they need help they need to form a alliance
God uh end yo fucking life with a kitchen appliance
Rich Intentions is my name definition of finest I did
did
I did all this dirt and I'm still ain't dirty
I'm riding round with a see thru 30
Trap house I ain't never stop working
Volleyball how a muhfucka serving
New whip and the body on it two tone
I press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I'm still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Yeah
Still with the same niggas since myspace
Fuck a bitch never take her back to my place
Everyday I'm making money on the highway
Everyday a different car in my drive way
This life was made for me
I'm a trapper and a rapper that shit plain to see
This the song they gone play when the bury me
Yeah

Yeahhhhh
Ah
Still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Ah
Press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I did all this dirt and I'm still ain't dirty
I'm riding round with a see thru 30
Trap house I ain't never stop working
Volleyball how a muhfucka serving
New whip and the body on it two tone
I press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I'm still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Yeah
Still with the same niggas since myspace
Fuck a bitch never take her back to my place
Everyday I'm making money on the highway
Everyday a different car in my drive way
This life was made for me
I'm a trapper and a rapper that shit plain to see
This the song they gone play when the bury me
Bury me a G
Matter fact bury me a double G
I want Gucci on my feet
With a hunnit G's In my casket
I bounced back you can call me elastic
I'm a G I'm a muhfucking savage
No my nigga I'm not like Meagan
I really do damage don't play I won't have it.
I pray that I make it to heaven cause lately it feel like I'm going thru hell
Pray that I never go back to that cell
Pray that my package make it thru the mail
Pray on my knees pray my music Excel
My niggas pray for me
All of my niggas bout loyalty
I got money put away for the lawyer fees
Yeah
I did all this dirt and I'm still ain't dirty
I'm riding round with a see thru 30
Trap house I ain't never stop working
Volleyball how a muhfucka serving
New whip and the body on it two tone
I press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I'm still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Yeah
Still with the same niggas since myspace
Fuck a bitch never take her back to my place
Everyday I'm making money on the highway
Everyday a different car in my drive way
This life was made for me
I'm a trapper and a rapper that shit plain to see
This the song they gone play when the bury me
See A 6 shot chamber that's a full moon clip
Keep a low profile when you rolling in yo whip
And don't neva talk about how many keys that you flip
And don't bring yo money out count yo cheese in the tip
Don't have to know you to see how low yo pride is
I have a bitch nigga leaking out of his eyelids
These niggas is outcasts the kid is on a bubble
My flow is to blaze and y'all still up on the hustle
Plus I be the only stud killing the flows
And the 40 cal uh have the doctor drilling yo nose
Awh I do is lay back and distribute the blows
And you niggas changing y'all image where in casual clothes
I got this rap shit down to a science
These niggas is weak they need help they need to form a alliance
God uh end yo fucking life with a kitchen appliance
Rich Intentions is my name definition of finest I did
did
I did all this dirt and I'm still ain't dirty
I'm riding round with a see thru 30
Trap house I ain't never stop working
Volleyball how a muhfucka serving
New whip and the body on it two tone
I press a button got the whole damn roof gone
I'm still jugging off a prepaid flip phone
Yeah
Still with the same niggas since myspace
Fuck a bitch never take her back to my place
Everyday I'm making money on the highway
Everyday a different car in my drive way
This life was made for me
I'm a trapper and a rapper that shit plain to see
This the song they gone play when the bury me
Yeah