Dirty Money - Young Dro

Dirty, dirty money, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

All the dirty money, all the dirty money

Fingernails dirty, running through a birdie

And the 1st coming, and the 1st coming

Fuck what you heard, order up a bird

Tell them boys run it, tell them boys run it

Blue cheese, nigga, blue cheese, nigga

Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred

Dirty, dirty money, dirty, dirty money

I’m wrapping keys, spending rapper, rapper shit

On that Activis, on that trapper shit

Pocket full of green, cabbage, cabbages

For the cash hang you over balconies

When I spray, I spray your whole faculty

Football pockets, nigga go and tackle me

Hulk Hogan bricks, go and wrastle me

WWE, bubbly, bubbly key

Trap bumping on the 1st and 15th

Pussy nigga why don’t you come and fuck with me?

Break down, I ain’t fucking 'round

Get my partner pound, buy another pound

And the chopper hold bout a 100 rounds

Blam, blam, blam, gun you down

Dirty fingernails, counting dirty money

Dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty money

All the dirty money, all the dirty money

Fingernails dirty, running through a birdie

And the 1st coming, and the 1st coming

Fuck what you heard, order up a bird

Tell them boys run it, tell them boys run it

Blue cheese, nigga, blue cheese, nigga

Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred

Dirty, dirty money, dirty, dirty money

All the dirty money, all the dirty money

Chopper hold bout a 100 rounds

Blam, blam, blam, gun you down

Flipping, flipping keys, tell em I’m up again, let me re-up again

I’m buying 40 blocks, selling 40 blocks, let me re-up again

Nothing but fish scale sitting up in the truck again

I got the Act boy, tell them jack boys I’mma bus-bus-bust again

Yeah, they call me a birdie player

I got them dirty nails

I got that dirty money

Tell your bitch «go to hell»

Tell the car, «bring it home»

Tell the feds, «Dro ain’t at home»

I know they be tapping my line, I don’t even play the phone

It’s ringing, it’s ringing, it’s ringing

My pinky ring blinging, it’s blinging

If a nigga try to play me for the players I’mma nut up like semen, semen, semen

I got them whole thangs sitting up in a Porsche car

And my bitch sitting up in a Testarossa car

I got my fingernails dirty from the dirty money, dirty money, rolling broads

All the dirty money, all the dirty money

Fingernails dirty, running through a birdie

And the 1st coming, and the 1st coming

Fuck what you heard, order up a bird

Tell them boys run it, tell them boys run it

Blue cheese, nigga, blue cheese, nigga

Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred

Dirty, dirty money, dirty, dirty money

All the dirty money, all the dirty money

Chopper hold bout a 100 rounds

Blam, blam, blam, gun you down

That thang stank bruh.

You’ve been trappin' all day?