Billie Jean [Dirty]
Max Mason
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Pour me some liquor man roll me a swisher
hop in the passenger roll with your nigga come ride with ya nigga
she want to ride with a nigga
she want to ride with a nigga cause I'm on my way with this swisher
I ain't tryna play with this man I gotta get paid with this I gotta get paid with this
fuck is you talking about y'all niggas tryna come through in these raris now
old bitches screaming they sorry now
and fuck any nigga ain't feeling me that shit they been saying ain't killing me
I walk on them squares like I'm Billie Jean
I walk with the dead like a thriller scene and I turn this shit to a thriller scene
Ride on Niggas won't stop talk to me
suicide on niggas come through come clean with the highs on niggas
Cacaina I'm in love with cocaina yeah my mamas name is coca I'm a son of cocaina
baking soda spin the water
and I still step in the building feeling like in Richie porter I done came up from the mud got my change up on these fuck niggas my gang up to no good we pull them thangs out just to crush niggas
ain't shit you can't tell us
we don't came through in margelas we don't balled on em Carmello
honestly honestly I feel like ain't no one hot as me honestly yeah
honestly I feel like gotti I'm walking on water man i feel the god in me
pour me some liquor man roll me a swisher
hop in the passenger roll with your nigga come ride with ya nigga
she want to ride with a nigga
she want to ride with a nigga cause I'm on my way with this swisher
I ain't tryna play with this man I gotta get paid with this I gotta get paid with this
fuck is you talking about y'all niggas tryna come through in these raris now old bitches screaming they sorry now and fuck any nigga ain't feeling me that shit they been saying ain't killing me
I walk on them squares like I'm Billie Jean
I walk with the dead like a thriller scene
Juggin through the city me and my niggas two shooters with me three to five blinkers
operation get the mother fucking money run and tell them bitches were a lot richer run
we done turn this shit to CSI nigga dirty money up on Louis Vuitton all of my life I've been labeled a hooligan
trapping and moving and cooking and bagging and moving a young nigga back on that foolish shit remember them days when we sat on the benches now we come through whippin them foreigns all through the trenches
we been getting that niggas way before missions money is still the motivation gotta get it no debating fuck them nigga