Bleood Dirty Coin Lyrics

[Intro: Robert McElhenney & Glenn Howerton]
"—But, what do I really want?"
What do I really want?
What do you want more than anything else in the entire world?
Oh, what do I want more than anything else in this entire world?
Crack
Uh-oh, eh-heh—

[Chorus]
Yeah, damn, these niggas keep on playing (Ha, ha), I ain't playing, bitch, we chasing 'em
Hundred racks, you can't touch this, bih', hun-hundred racks, you can't touch this, bih' (Bee, bee)
Outside on the .45, deep in the Johnny, this old nigga worried about me-me-me
Yo' ho said she want me to play with her body, using her mouth like a potty
Who the f*ck li— who the f*ck listen to slaywitme? Oh my god
Look at yo' fits before yo' ass linked with me, oh-oh my god
You ain't had a hit since you was siouxxie, oh my God
You-you ain't had a hit since you was siouxxie, oh-oh my god
Nigga 'bout to be thirty, ni-nigga 'bout to be thirty, ha
Nigga tryna do what I do, nigga tryna see shit way I see, oh nah
Nigga don't think we forgot, you waited for that ho to turn eighteen, oh nah
If I was you, I would hang it up, bitch, you suck

[Verse]
3-350Z, I skrrt off, bih', old nigga ain't own nothin' Shit too easy, just punch in, ZAY yo' leader, better listen to him
Cheese Velveeta, I bring it in, in this whip, I'm speedin'
In this whip, I'm fitted, just spend 30 racks, don't give no shits
10K dirty coin, that nothin', that's nothin', you want it (Ha, ha, ha)
That's nothin', you want it (Ha, ha, ha)

[Chorus]
Damn, these niggas keep on playing (Ha, ha), I ain't playing, bitch, we chasing 'em
Hundred racks, you can't touch this, bih', hun-hundred racks, you can't touch this, bih' (Bee, bee)
Outside on the .45, deep in the Johnny, this old nigga worried about me-me-me
Yo' ho said she want me to play with her body, using her mouth like a potty
Who the f*ck li— who the f*ck listen to slaywitme? Oh my god
Look at yo' fits before yo' ass linked with me, oh-oh my god
You ain't had a hit since you was siouxxie, oh my god
You-you ain't had a hit since you was siouxxie, oh-oh my god
Nigga 'bout to be thirty, nigga-nigga 'bout to be thirty, ha
Nigga tryna do what I do, nigga tryna see shit way I see, oh nah
Nigga don't think we forgot, you waited for that ho to turn eighteen, oh nah
If I was you, I would hang it up, bitch, you suck