Dirty Game Lyrics

Trell got wings, bitch

[Chorus]
Diamonds look like percs yeah
On my shirt yeah
Count your money first yeah
‘Fore you get your work yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah (drank)
Leaning on an ounce or two yeah
This for the homies, they f*cked round and locked up my motherf*cking homies
This for the homies, they f*cked round and sprayed down my motherf*cking homies
I saw the dirty game from the inside
I peeped the whole game from the inside
I get the bankroll standing outside
Been getting money standing outside

[Verse 1]
10 band juug
10 band juug, f*ck these niggas talking bout?
Hundred damn round on a young nigga
Hundred rounds on him and he at the trap spot
Get the gang from the inside (Where you at?)
Right inside the trap spot
You wanna be in gotta do it out (What you doing?)
You wanna be in gotta get a pot (Where you at?)
I'm from the side where you get shot (For what?)
Trying to put something in your damn pocket
f*ck these niggas, leave the house you better f*cking cock it
I be on a Lil Yachty, I be on the broccoli
I be on the codeine and the percs probably
I be rocking all the J's cause the bitches watching
This an Audemars Piguet, I'mma shoot you bout it (AP)
I be waking up and getting to that scratch nigga
And we sipping on some lean and some Act nigga
I ain't putting on no act nigga
Tryna break that bitch back nigga
I been sipping on some ‘Yac nigga
This ‘posed to be my last cup
‘Posed to be my last cup
This ‘posed to be my last cup

[Chorus]
Diamonds look like percs yeah
On my shirt yeah
Count your money first yeah
‘Fore you get your work yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah (drank) Leaning on an ounce or two yeah
This for the homies, they f*cked round and locked up my motherf*cking homies
This for the homies, they f*cked round and sprayed down my motherf*cking homies
I saw the dirty game from the inside
I peeped the whole game from the inside
I get the bankroll standing outside
Been getting money standing outside

[Verse 2]
Been getting money ‘round
Been getting money ‘round the motherf*cking way
You got 60-something bands on you (let me get that)
Let me see it real quick, I get that shit back today
I ain't tripping on that little shit (f*ck that)
Still I made it out the hood, shit
I rock Cartier wood shit
Tell ‘em go on with all that bullshit
They wasn't talking bout that money shit
Next saw my phone ringing bout it
Baby I can take your ass out
I'mma f*ck you at the dope house
I gotta break you off at the trap spot (bow bow)
I gotta juug, you gotta get out (you gotta go)
Even though your ass poking out (I love that shit)
I got em squeezing on that pole now
Still waiting for the G.O.A.T. to get out
I saw the game from the inside
Peeped the dirty game from the inside
Lost a lot of niggas to some homicide

[Chorus]
Diamonds look like percs yeah
On my shirt yeah
Count your money first yeah
‘Fore you get your work yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah
I just poured a ounce or two yeah (drank)
Leaning on an ounce or two yeah
This for the homies, they f*cked round and locked up my motherf*cking homies
This for the homies, they f*cked round and sprayed down my motherf*cking homies
I saw the dirty game from the inside
I peeped the whole game from the inside
I get the bankroll standing outside
Been getting money standing outside

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