ShittyBoyz - Rob Dyrdek lyrics

25 8, huh, 25
8, on my grind like I'm Dyrdek goddamn, huh
Yeah, bitch

25 8, on my grind like I'm Dyrdek
Balling up his fist? Doggy bone
Must not fear death
Cut the traction off and punch the
Gas while I steer left can't hear you
Got some dog shit where my ear at
Off White hoodie with the scribble
Like it's art class
She ain't got no morals
She gon' fuck me 'cause my car fast

Used to be black
Now it's Chrome where my heart at
Wild Rum, Lemon Pound Cake
I'm where the stars at
Medusa on the drawers, bitch
These ain't Polo boxеrs
Today is crab legs and steak
I don't want no lobster
Downtown for somе SBs, I'm a Nojo shopper
Talking 'bout the mafia and you
Don't even know no mobsters

We don't save hoes
This ain't the Justice League
Stan'll really set the play
I call him "Andy Reid"
Bitch think I'm leaving when we done
I said I am indeed gang on the block sending
Shots like Joel Embiid l's make a champ
I shrug my shoulders if I take a loss
Hope yo bitch don't throw the pussy
'cause I turn to Randy Moss

Got 'em thinking I'm a fucking dentist
How yo baby floss
Ksubis stuffed with Benjis and the blicky
This the crazy walk
She don't even know yo baby
She just wanna blow yo baby
Niggas quick to say it's smoke with us
But they don't want no eighthy
We just did Nojo crazy
I can't let no ho faze me
Saying SBDSM ain't shitting? He a bozo
Ain't he?
She gon' fuck 'cause my Dior Christian
I ain't thinking 'bout no bitches
I just want some more chicken
All yo baby know is run it up
I feel like Forrest Griffin
201 extraordinaire
I be in every store tripping

Bible on the dash, Wocky in the glovebox
762s out the coupe'll make a truck stop
Eighthy and some ice caps
How the fuck my lungs hot?
ShittyBoyz but with this rap shit?
We number one now
Mike Amiri sneakers, bitch
I got bones on my toes doing shows
Used to go and beat up stores on the road
April 2020, it was Pros after Pros
Exotic pop case touched down
Pour another four flying through the hood
Treat a red light like it's green
Dream work in full effect, bitch
Ain't no "I" in "team"

I'll leave a hole in a
Opp like a Krispy Kreme
Want a bad bitch to myself
That they never seen
In love with the money, couldn't no
Crib out the way, front door got a Ring
All gang wanna do is shoot
It's like he play to win
She gon' let me hit it 'cause she
Know I will not say a thing
If he send a shot
I bet it's water like some Aquafina
Had to wrap him up, he something like a pita
Got cheese and I got some sauce
"Dee just like a pizza"
Hit it and I knocked it out the park
I feel like Derek Jeter