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Alexander Quezada
Alexander Quezada
Songwriter
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F1lthy
F1lthy
Producer

Lyrics

Wake up Filthy
Yeah
Wake up every day get high
Wake up every day reload my fye
Back from the ten with a drac and a nine
Fulton county police they watching they spying
Step in the trap it get scary it’s 505
**** they scary they run from the dip and they hiding
They be telling on the goddamn gang know them fuck **** be lying
I be tripping I be thinking you on one
If I got to I’ll bust one
I pop out my cell and punch him up
This shit ain’t love this shit lust
I get off and leave em in the dust
Xanny bars they got me creeping
I popped a opp last weekend
Scary as hell they know I be with demons
????? it she could have my semen
Her friend for the swoop I couldn’t even fuck her neither
**** he scary I rob him in Neimans
I point the fyeon him he dead just like meechie
I had fucked her too yeah that hoe freaky
And he told on that yeah that shit sickening
But they know lil Glokk shoot that glock different
I’m on X that be X for a reason
Got no X pop that X and start breathing
We’llrun up on him we got vampire fangs
I ain’t never went out bad never changed my name
2021 **** had to walk through that rain
Don’t play with me boy I got hella aim
I bring two glocks like i’m Max Payne
They be acting like they killers like Damon Wayans
They go back talk to snitches that shit a shame
Pop a perc and I think about taking his chain
Pop this xan and it’s telling me take his chain
Judge tryna sit me down cause I never changed
Still be hard I say the same thing
Bitch off xanny bars and cocaine
Put a dick on the glock and extended it
Talkin bout the damn gang give me leverage bitch
I done pulled the draco this bitch heaven sent
And they watch me like shows like Malcolm X
Take his ???? like ???? this last breath
And they want thesmoke I be like bet
Money on my head but I ain’t die yet
I’m tryna fuck the bitch I grab that hoe neck
I get swifty **** on the police
G L 4 and I walk in with that glizzy
I hope they don’t notice me
I fuck her one night take her overseas
Can youhave some money? I’m like bitch please
SRT screwdriver they can’t fuck with me
Humble body stick got double D’s
Fake war story that Shit make believe
I can’t fuck with you like i’m a gypsy
Ain’t do nothing for her she still miss me
Call up Babysolid that’s my mini me
I’m not African but I be with B’s
Playing with this shit, shit get steep
Take his damn whip hotbox Jeep
Buck on house arrest and I hit a beep
If he play with me know his ass tweakin’
Beat his ass if his ass play with BL
Hell nahwe don’t take no L’s
My face card good in jail
I’ll go to hell before I go to jail
Man this hot box I’m on they tail
I go door lock man I don’t care
We leave his ass shell shocked with no hair
These **** can’t sit with us like a chair
In the woods with a stick on me like a bear
I mean we gone cook homie if he keep staring
I keep two bitches with me run these errands
Chase him out the building boy that boy need air
Pull out your fye **** i double dare
On the ten laws Whoa got yo ass ?????
Vampire pop out know this nightmares
This babylife shit but we don’t play fair
BL!
Written by: Alexander Quezada
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