God Made Dirt

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Party Arty] You wanna preach slut? You ain't nothing but a cheap nut Eat what? Got your pussy catching seizures Gettin' bitches for there Visas Backshot's got you screaming for Jesus You fucking with a nigga who got doe like the dirty don [?] In Milano, soprano See me in Hawaii doing the mambo Or see me out in Cali' buying a condo See me in Puerto Rico playing the Congo Or see me in the Bronx running from the Hondo [D-Flow] Lyrically I'm black Hitler Known to squeeze gat's quicker Let the mac rip ya stack thicker that's why this cat richer Holdin' heat Patrollin' the street Fuck makin' you dance son I'm puttin' holes in your feet I should've been out, frontin' I'ma pop ten out Rain on your parade drop a grenade with the pin out Hop in the eight fifty three-sixty spin out Alley too sweet niggas need to get the hen out I be the most awesome empty the toast and toss 'em Blow 'dro coughin', niggas mad cause Flow flossin' There's paper involved if you do this job with us Then we can fly to Miami beach like mob niggas [Hook] Are you the Illest rapper? In Nebraska in the back of the club Laughin' at the snappers [?] gunclapper ain't shit funny no more Niggas can't get money no more Picture me saying I ain't hungry no more I'm with a hundred or more niggas in front of the store I was getting blunted before fourteen When I was running y"all putting niggas under the car [?]