CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Filthy
Long live Wa**i
Neat Gang, n***a
Courtz Gang, n***a
(M-M-M-M-Money Musik)
Vanish 'em
Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Wake up then hit that T-block, three Glocks
Wa** Gang ran his a** down by the sea walk
My trap house running like Yung Lava
Don't let me get the drop and send them Wa**as
Anchor on your block, go get a coffin
Dubz all in my blunt, b*t*h, I'm coughing
Thirty in my neens, I'm super neat
Jump out on your block, just you and me
Better have your gun, do not freeze
Wa** Gang f**k up the party, do not sleep
Abaay Abaay entertainment, n***a
That's my mod 'Mali
That's my mod 'Mali
Lah!
Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
These n***as ain't flithy, they ain't on they block
A lotta internet sh*t, they ain't bustin' shots (They on the 'net)
Hop out, run 'em down, n***a, flithy walk (Do 'em filthy)
Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!
N***a, white chalk
Flithy bros, we splashin'
800-meter dashin'
Too neat, swish him up, no pa**in'
This side bag's not for fashion
This four-o get you vanished
Poof! Disappear like magic
21 left the scene so tragic
It's real in the field, no lackin'
Juggin', finessin'
Get a brick and press it
Whippin' dope and stretch it
B*t*h, I'm out here flexin'
B*t*h, I'm out here pressin'
It only take one second
I love my Smith & Wesson
I love my Smith & Wesson
Boom!
Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Yo, you n***as know-
This is the life we live, you b*t*h
Yo, we didn't even blow yet
We live that f**kin' rockstar lifestyle
No b*t*h, not a soul
No b*t*h, not a soul
Them Wa**as stay bussin'
When we catch you, why you duckin'?
You n***as ain't hittin' nothing
Tell a b*t*h n***a, stop bluffin'
Stay swishin' in the clutch
Pookie hit him with the pump
Neat Gang, n***a
Courtz Gang, n***a
(M-M-M-M-Money Musik)
Vanish 'em
Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Wake up then hit that T-block, three Glocks
Wa** Gang ran his a** down by the sea walk
My trap house running like Yung Lava
Don't let me get the drop and send them Wa**as
Anchor on your block, go get a coffin
Dubz all in my blunt, b*t*h, I'm coughing
Thirty in my neens, I'm super neat
Jump out on your block, just you and me
Better have your gun, do not freeze
Wa** Gang f**k up the party, do not sleep
Abaay Abaay entertainment, n***a
That's my mod 'Mali
That's my mod 'Mali
Lah!
Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
These n***as ain't flithy, they ain't on they block
A lotta internet sh*t, they ain't bustin' shots (They on the 'net)
Hop out, run 'em down, n***a, flithy walk (Do 'em filthy)
Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!
N***a, white chalk
Flithy bros, we splashin'
800-meter dashin'
Too neat, swish him up, no pa**in'
This side bag's not for fashion
This four-o get you vanished
Poof! Disappear like magic
21 left the scene so tragic
It's real in the field, no lackin'
Juggin', finessin'
Get a brick and press it
Whippin' dope and stretch it
B*t*h, I'm out here flexin'
B*t*h, I'm out here pressin'
It only take one second
I love my Smith & Wesson
I love my Smith & Wesson
Boom!
Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Br-Br-Brand new glizzy but it's filthy
Pour a four in the Sprite, turn it filthy
Big chain, big Rollie, I'm so filthy
All the opps look like bums, but they ain't filthy
Yo, you n***as know-
This is the life we live, you b*t*h
Yo, we didn't even blow yet
We live that f**kin' rockstar lifestyle
No b*t*h, not a soul
No b*t*h, not a soul
Them Wa**as stay bussin'
When we catch you, why you duckin'?
You n***as ain't hittin' nothing
Tell a b*t*h n***a, stop bluffin'
Stay swishin' in the clutch
Pookie hit him with the pump
