Stuck In The Dirt

(Yeah, look, ay, ay)

(If you stuck in the dirt trynna make some work **** go pick a bow up)

(Woah, yeah, ay, yeah, ay)

If you stuck in the dirt tryna make some work **** go pick a bow up

**** come through this block moving fast he gone catch some hot and I bet that he slow up

Everywhere that I go keep a glock on my waist send the loc and my **** gone show up

Mad his hoe let me fuck on ha face ain't no kissing I'm all in her mouth like some throw up

And I know some young **** who hitting from the 3 let off shots make it rain like a storm

When I catch that boy out I ain't doing no talking on god imma cut off his arm

I be treating all my guns like my hoes put my finger on the trigger and making it cum

And my members gone slide off the strength I be hanging with demons but still rockin palm

Try to stay out the way know they hate that I'm up **** started with me imma end it

Take a trip outta town he somewhere in the ground put a bag on his head imma spend it

And I'm still gettin paid off my lyrics and selling these bows buy enough imma send it

No I don't gotta diss on no **** for clout I been lit hoe I'm already trending

This hoe say I'm a dog need to be in a cage I was just making minimum wage

Everyday in some new got em watchin my page I knew I was gone be on the stage

Only thing that I hate is broke ass hoe and when it say that my package delayed

Walkin round with this big ass chain on my neck got me feeling like I'm Flavor Flav

Ay if you stuck in the dirt trynna make some work **** go pick a bow up

**** come through this block moving fast he gone catch some hot and I bet that he slow up

Everywhere that I go keep a glock on my waist send the loc and my **** gone show up

Mad his hoe let me fuck on ha face aint no kissing I'm all in ha mouth like some throw up

And I'm all in her guts got her crampin

Put a bad bitch somewhere in a mansion

I'm always on the move I got too much to lose ran it up I ain't doin no standing

Know they want what I got so I'm scanning

In the trap but got **** who scamming

Now the ones who had slept on a **** before I was lit tellin me that im slamming

Before I ever wrote me a rhyme started off selling dimes now I'm moving em whole

I ain't with all the internet beefing just give me a reason got some for a troll

**** bet not text me bout no bitch imma lie for the hoe I'm just playing my role

And I'm rich like a bad ass kid bitch I do what I want and you do what you told

Used to didn't have nun now I'm touchin a lot had to get us a room she can't come to the spot

And I might let it slide but I never forgot bitch I'm having my own I don't care what you got

Now they know who I am I'm tied in like a knot I knew it was time I waited like a clock

Don't be calling my name if you aint tryna shop went from stuck in the dirt to somewhere on yacht

Ay, If you stuck in the dirt trynna make some work **** go pick a bow up

**** come through this block moving fast he gone catch some hot and I bet that he slow up

Everywhere that I go keep a glock on my waist send the loc and my **** gone show up

Mad his hoe let me fuck on ha face aint no kissing I'm all in her mouth like some throw up