lirik lagu dirty lu - consisting
[verse 1: dirty lu]
throwing stacks on a b-tch. there’s racks on the b-tch. the fact of it is i rap for this shit. a slap on the wrist what i get for lackin’ a bit. i’m back with the shit. writing tracks like i’m rich. blowing smoke at your b-tch. sippin’ purple actavis. throwing stacks again. that’s accurate. i’m p-ssionate with this rappin’ shit. there’s more actavis in the cabinet. y’all lackin’ this. no accident. y’all drier than cactuses. y’all faker than actresses
this whole tape is me practicin’. blowin’ cannabis real scandelous. you a pessimist. i’m an optimist. it’s common sense. i’m confident with these politics. opposite of a republican. i’m positive. eating octopus. giving compliments. i’m provocative. causing apocalypse in this metropolis. my esophagus is sore from rocking shit. those the charts i’m topping, b-tch. 2018 is my shit, b-tch! picking my year like pizza toppings, b-tch. i’m taking up all the oxygen. putting up beats for auction, b-tch. checking out the consequence for my confidence. rocking moccasins. me and my obnoxiuosness. smoking george washington. making it obvious i’m not anonymous. it’s preposterous, the size of my audience. i should become a f-cking lobbyest or the sn-bbiest of congressmen. here’s a testament to my c-ckiness and an ode to my sloppiness. i’m notorious. now watch me switch the flow up, that’s how i do it. no matter what happens i’ll never quit making music
[verse 2: dirty lu]
y’all f-cking stupid. i’m ducking shots from cupid. you a f-cking cop? here, chew this. say h-llo to my new shit. this is for the kids’ amusement. even if my labor is fruitless. still making tracks so ruthless. still leading the movement. causing a nuisance. this is for the truant student that’s useless. using not abusing now that’s confusing. deal pursuing. bomb diffusing. proving i’m the illest. proving there’s no limit cause i’m the f-cking villain. ducking the most shots the quickest. still all i hear is crickets. still am the chillest but i go gorillas. that’s ape shit. my latest seems to be my greatest. well, maybe i should be more late, then. i’m faded. all the famous were once hated for their greatness. still i rap hotter than satan. f-cking the model and waitress. this isn’t my motto, it’s the statement i’m making. the rap game is complicated. if you not too good than you too hood. if you don’t aim too high you aim too low. ask cole for which way to go. i’m too good and too high the way i flow. i want a balance. now that’s a challenge. can’t deny my talent. smoking green like salad. all the hate isn’t valid. but still “here’s another one” call me dj khaled. i’m dropping east bay acid
[verse 3: dirty lu]
here’s the motto, get money, then pop bottles. get a model and make that -ss wobble. i’m liable to make you feel awful. jumpin’ in deep water no goggles. eating tacos with avacados. should i go to toronto or chicago? all this red and white got me wondering where’s waldo? probably out there smoking weed in colorado. still underrated. now that’s a tough pill to swallow. bravo, bravo. you made it past all the fake rappers i know. i need that money pr-nto, this art not short of pablo pic-sso. i won’t stop, no, i won’t stop though. not today and not tomorrow. don’t act macho unless you want chilli cheese spilled on your nachos. that’s double entendre combos. the bottom isn’t drake’s new york condo. just had to get that across so i’m tryna make the same money as pablo and el chapo
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