Yung Rone - Dirty D

I see a wallet on the ground
Imma pick it up
Ten p's in the D waiting for my driver to come pick it up
Took one sip fell asleep now he nodding somebody pick him up
He caught a chin check he was doing that hollering somebody pick him up
Got hit with 2,200 a month for three days a week
That's thirty hours of my time on the road
I ain't moving G's
As long as we ain't strapped up with them poles
We should be clean
They hit the lights the bud you know where it goes
Tucked between them knees
She said you need me
I laughed
Bitch you need me
In five years imma be all on your tv
No green screen
Baby this right this the real me
This ain't no green tea
Baby in my cup this that real lean
And that's my baby over there looking real mean
I just know when when the money start
Don't when the money gone end
You telling your friends you ain't let me fuck
When you know you let me go in
You goofy cause your friends they still let me fuck
Now a young nigga bouta go in
And now this bitch getting mad cause I'm fucking all of her friends
I know this bitch elastic just from the way that she bends
Ain't no hot girl summer I'm fucking up all of them plans
And when I roll sum up I'm fucking up all of them plants
And all my ice VVS so know my diamonds they dance
Lil bitch you can't see me if you ain't coming out them pants
Lil boy you can't see me if you ain't coming with them hands
You can't be on my team if you ain't good with commands
I see a wallet on the ground
Imma pick it up
Ten p's in the D waiting for my driver to come pick it up
Took one sip fell asleep now he nodding somebody pick him up
He caught a chin check he was doing that hollering somebody pick him up
Got hit with 2,200 a month for three days a week
That's thirty hours of my time on the road
I ain't moving G's
As long as we ain't strapped up with them poles
We should be clean
They hit the lights the bud you know where it goes
Tucked between them knees

Written by:
Tyrone Nadir

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