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Alexander Quezada
Songwriter
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F1lthy
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opiumbaby
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Lyrics
Wake up Filthy
Man it get dangerous when I’m with vampires
We pop the scope man shit over now
WE pop that boy left him dead fly
Bout that dead opp I would never cry
Fuck yo dead homie say yo goodbye
And that bolo gone take him on that ride
Theseniggas they scary don’t come outside
Everything done changed a lot
GL4 Ima pop mine
I took his bitch I wasn’t even trying
Baby ????? like Uno
If i got to I’ll do a kickdoor
I be doing things that she don’t know
I be a ???? real oso
Slide on the block with them beams on it
And I got shot 15 on me
Six hundred on my jeans homie
Do whatever I want can’t fuck with homie
He can say what he want still chop bologna
I take you to war **** fuck jacoby
And he going out bad and you know they owe me
And I take yo paperwork like rollie pollie
Ain’t my fault that she wanna fuck 40
Twin lash out ain’t BL i got some **** that’s ready to crash out
That bitch ???? then pass out
My bitch walk around with her ass out
All these labels calling where the cash at
I fuck her for free don’t do cashapp
My bitch walk around with her ass out
I’m on house arrest gotta do a day now
And I’m fucking on milfs in the ????? now
Playing with the mob at the wrong time
And i got this shit gone it was a whole pound
And I think about kyra and look down
Break in the car Kilo looking out
If he telling on the gang we gotta put em down
If he looking at me I’m gon air it out
I’m aware bout my whereabouts
And i do some things that I don’t care about
I told my momma that I’m the man now
And all my bitches want the plans now
I walk in the mall and start splurging
Ready to blow i’m not nervous
I Take his whip Kentucky Derby
It’s whatever with it I be on go
I know some **** that’ll sell their soul for a huncho
I ???? a fuck **** back in the bundle
Slap his ass out if he lie in his mumbles
How many **** bitches you fucked man more than a couple
????? ain’t goin for nun I’m stuck in that bubble
111 I lost my baby I took off that rubber
All them licks thatwe hit wasn’t nun
I be on demon mode I be round every killer
If he make a diss song man i kill his children
Babylife Oso man it get wicked
He walked in with no pole that’s bad decision
He sang to the police like new edition
I’m like Adin Ross that’s just how I’m feeling
This 7.62 not no airsoft
And I’m ready to pop and he been soft
I call the shots and the hits just like Adolf
Hole in one on and I don’t even play golf
I be on sensei think he a know it all
And i’m hitting bitches just like softball
When I get on I can’t fall off
Just popped a **** with the Whoa
Lil boy be like Whoa
Know I can’t fold
GF ten toes
Can’t go like no hoe
Vampires on the east side
Babylife shit me and kilo take em on that ride
He was talking crazy til that glock made that boy done lost his mind
Hit em with the .556 man i guess he ain’t see the stop sign
Guess he ain’t see the stop sign
Hit em in the face now that fuck **** blind
Copperhead Glokk and I’ll never drop a dime
Hit that bank up if that boy got chime
Do you believe in demons
Pockets four seasons
**** fake as fuck
And I don’t need em
And these **** can’t see me like John Cena
She’ll fuck the whole gang she a real eater
I be losing it I be seeing people
And we sell the white call it Justin Bieber
Watch yo momma cry cause I’m so evil
They can all die it get real lethal
Got the widebody this is not the demon
This a draco you’ll never see it
Got a micro that’s for every season
And the vampires we’ll leave em bleeding
Block too hot gotta take the brake off
Play with BL then you better pick your coffin
Blowing good gas and it got lil Glokk coughin’
Buy a new Glock so yo ass better pop it
Shooting this fye and they call me Gerald Wallace
I’m on the east side tryna sell sum
Can’t talk to Sumo Ima mail sum
When I get these racks Ima bail him out
Ima get Ju Glizz a lil samsung
Don’t even ask me that do we got ammo
I be on topline just like I’m Rambo
And I eat the plate like i’m a cannibal
And I’m a vampire but I go animal
He was talking crazy I gotta handle it
And This GF this 3rd world shit
Everything I started I earned it
Call up Chapo I need these perkys
I think bout ky ky and start working
I hit the block gotta knock out these verses
I got these **** ducking like they burning
I pull out a machete then I go start purging
It’s cold outside I ride with that burner
I’m dolo outside I never get nervous
I’m dolo outside I never get nervous
Written by: Alexander Quezada