Joe Dirt (Explicit) - Big Scarr

Lyrics by：Alexander Woods/Krishon Gaines

Quick to clean up

I'm Joe Dirt

Let the BandPlay

BandPl

Let's go

Let's go

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

Woah

Let's go

Let's go

Big Frozone

Big Frozone

Woah

Woah

Let's go

Long way from trapping up out the apartments

Now I hit the stage with the racks in my garments

Racks in my garments

All the h*es love me

They always astonished

Astonished

They figuring me out

They all making assumptions

Assumptions

I'd lie to the ho 'fore I tell her a promise

Woah

So don't tell your friend 'less I did it or done it

I done it

How you a shooter

It went down

You was running

Woah

These n***as hate 'cause I'm getting to the money

The money

I'm stunting

I'm stunting

Stayed down and I ran up my money

My money

In the Hills

A long way from the dungeon

The dungeon

Never going back broke

That's a promise

Uh-uh

What's a drought

Never had a malfunction

Nah

Ninety-three gasoline when we pumping

Gas

Supercharged

You can hear when I'm coming

Yoom

If I'm driving

The dread is the gunman

Keep stacking the bread

It keep coming

Keep coming

Perc' got me walking dead like I'm a zombie

I'm a zombie

D**gs got me mad

Cut my b***h off for nothing

D**n

I hit the mall with my fire out in public

D**n

Look the wrong way

You can die just for mugging

On God

Not 'bout that nagging and bugging

Woah

Say I'ma die

Send my shot at lil' cousin

Woah

Grim Reaper Gang

I forever hold grudges

Forever hold grudges

Let's go

Stop putting on an act

You ain't living like that

No

No

You ain't caught you no body

Lil' n***a

Relax

Nah

The bags gotta be cheap

But I add on a tax

Yeah

This s**t off the top

Yeah

This s**t nothing but facts

Never

It don't matter how they got it

Is you gon' get it back

Woah

Had a dream I was broke

I've been up ever since

What

If I take your soul

Know you can't get it back

You can't get it back

Long way from trapping up out the apartments

Apartments

Now I hit the stage with the racks in my garments

Racks in my garments

All the h*es love me

They always astonished

Astonished

They figuring me out

They all making assumptions

Assumptions

I'd lie to the ho 'fore I tell her a promise

Woah

So don't tell your friend 'less I did it or done it

I done it

How you a shooter

It went down

You was running

You was running

These n***as hate 'cause I'm getting to the money

The money

I'm stunting

I'm stunting

Stayed down and I ran up my money

In the Hills

A long way from the dungeon

Woah

Never going back broke

That's a promise

That's a promise

What's a drought

Never had a malfunction

Nope

Ninety-three gasoline when we pumping

We pumping

Supercharged

You can hear when I'm coming

I'm coming

If I'm driving

The dread is the gunman

Woah

Let's go