JPEGMAFIA - ​dirty30 (freestyle) lyrics

Dirty, dirty

First time I heard this beat I
Knew I had to it dirty
I caught these niggas with all these birds
I feel like Mr furley
Imma keep on rocking these same
Fit's like I can't afford detergent
These niggas hoppin' on my dick I hope
They love a curvy (Wow)
I used to tell my momma wake
Me up 'round seven thirty
Shoulda been in school at seven but
I had to grab the thirty
Used to rock these glasses 'round these
Crackers my vision wasn't even blurry
Only way to be safe on these streets
Gotta keep it black and nerdy
Can't just be black and worthy
Gotta be something, gotta keep uppin'
Suckers can't be no turkey (Hah)
Gotta keep movin', gotta keep shakin'
These niggas don't know me personally
Can't let no fuck nigga hurt me
5'9" but I feel like Kendrick Perkins, bitch
This your reign, I tarnished it
Show up where your partner is
Looking like Dewey
He don't want no part in this
Pray that these roaches feel
Like Joe's apartment how you doing, baby?
(Shit) I been pursuing, baby (Shit)
Pull to the crib with all
These tools I'm home improvement, baby
I like my bitches like my
Beats, let's keep it fluent, baby
I still eat Chinese food on
Christmas like I'm Jewish, baby
Keep this exclusive, baby these niggas hoes
They rather Tweet then run a fade with me
I feel like Diddy, bitch
These niggas don't wanna press play with me
(True) dirty money
Hope these Euros get Peggy quarantined
Talk depressive, take an interview
Rather make a beat, i'm useless
(yeah) i can't even stress how much
These rhythms make me stupid (Uh)
When I was alone I didn't see
None of these new kids (Nope)
Every time I come outside it's
Like I'm riskin' too much
All my babies comin' back to
Me since I blew up
Sippin' wine on the casual, I'm a white girl
Mr krabs with this money
Got me some new pearls
Put on a face for the press and that's okay
They'll never ever really know me anyway

Fuck me