Dirt

You say you've got them guns
But I've never seen you bang (bang)
You say you've got them drugs
But I've never seen you slang (slang)

You say you're in the game
But I've yet to see you play (play)
You say you're going hard
But nobody feels the same (no)

Swerving off, my eyes closed
Graveyard's where I call home
Razor blade in my fucking palms
Touch me and I'mma cut you off
Raindrops on my white skin
Turn ghost and I'm in my zone
Hair long, my blunt short
Always smokes so we rollin' more
Coming down, coming down
See me but don't hear a sound
Ridin' 'round, ridin' 'round
Cemetary blunts in the background loud
Now now, burn it all to the ground
To the ground, ground, Bones back in town
I ain't got no fucking chain
I ain't got no diamond ring
Young Justin Timberlake
All these bitches know my name
If you see me out in public
Then you know I got the blade
If you see me on the stage (what?)
You know I got the blade (sesh)
Hundred pills in my pocket
But that shit is not for me (no)
I feed 'em to my girl
And watch her drop down to her knees (what?)
Ghost in my hair, I got ash on my jeans
These women tryna scheme
Cause I look like Dawson's creek

You say you've got them guns
But I've never seen you bang (bang)
You say you've got them drugs
But I've never seen you slang (slang)

You say you're in the game
But I've yet to see you play (what?)
You say you're going hard
But nobody feels the same (sesh)

You say you've got them guns
but I've never seen you bang (bang)
You say you've got them drugs
but I've never seen you slang (slang)
You say you're in the game
but I've yet to see you play (what?)
You say you're going hard
but nobody feels the same (sesh)

You say you've got them
guns but I've never seen you bang (what?)
You say you've got them
drugs but I've never seen you slang (slang)
You say you're in the game
but I've yet to see you play (bitch)
You say you're going hard
but nobody feels the same, yeah

What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What?