Dirty Who? by THOT$ENSEI Lyrics
[Verse 1: enzo]
You been rapping for 4 fuckin years (aye)
And you still shit
Your city hates you, that's Ville shit
Lu runs from fights on that bitch shit
Can't get girls got a roach dick
You dumb as fuck, need a helmet
Made 3 tapes, never sold shit
Ain't bout shit, don't trust him
You can't top my first song
Your song Shots but never shot one
Might blast this bitch with a shotgun
We'll see how many bars you pop off
If i catch you flexing on twitter? don't act tough
And he got kicked out of college? you dumb bruh
Got caught with a vape in his bag and he cried to the cops that's sad bruh
Stupid lil bitch better pay for his beats
He a pussy ass kid with an ego from the streets
And he act real tough like he always packing heat
But he ain't bout shit you can ask his whole team
Because everybody already know
Dirty Lu's whole life is a joke
Suck on Drake's dick I’m like woah
Got no fuckin’ money like yo (ok)
Some artists let fans down
But Lu ain't got fans so he let his parents down
Solve the problem underwater while i watch him drown
Then get dapped up cause i saved the whole damn town
Stop rapping like honestly
You're a waste of space to society
When i say this shits it's from everybody
You should go back to rappin on Musical.ly’s
[Verse 2: Camilo]
Dawg, you a bitch
You be hating on my mans and shit
Your whole team is trash, y'all never lit
Dripped in gold, you wear fakes of shit
You dick rider, taking Drake’s dick
Your whole team’s style screams basic
Screaming daddy when Drizzy says taste it
Please don't cry, got enough shit on my mind
Why the fuck would you hate my guys? Stop with them bullshit lies
Pay my mans or pay with hands
How you be dripping in gold
But you ain't got no bands?
How you the king of the Ville
But you ain’t got no fans?
I don't wanna think about it
Motherfucker you should stop it
Claiming that you poppin’
But you at work moppin’
Talking bout this album
When you drop it
Nobody gon fucking cop it
Dawg look, I don't fuck with you
Yeah, Fuck You Dirty Lu
My name is Milo, bitch respect my fucking crew
This type of shit rappers do
Unlike you, yeah you garbage fool
And before you diss me with a Drake beat
Just know mans will come back
And back to back you
For a second time
Yeah motherfucker, I said fuck your side
Yeah motherfucker, I said fuck your side
Deep ends, baby and we down to ride
[Verse 3: Lil Drool]
Shots... shots…
They comin off the top (aye)
Fuck around, come get popped
Couldn’t come thru, he was gonna call the cops like oh my God!
Aye lil bitch! (fuck!)
Diss me again get whipped (fuck!)
Off top like a rocketship (fuck!)
Lil bitch, you are not hot shit
Fuck off my board, you ain't gonna ride
All that you ride is the wave from behind
You really talkin bout wantin more life
But you better change up cause you look like a dyke
Ain't nobody as ass as you
So take a bite out yo passionfruit
Imma run up with the fist and get to smackin you
Think you slappin’ and snappin’; a crackalackin foo
You can't handle all this gas
Inhale some albuterol cause once we fuckin’ pull up on yo block, it is yo funeral
Guap in these pockets, bitch
Hunnids on my fuckin’ wrist
At yo neck like exorcist
Stupid bitch, suck my dick
Shoutout travis issa fuckin rodeo since lu is claimin’ to be busy (yah)
Dirty, dizzy, nigga dirty shitty like he dirty dickin’ down a Drizzy (yah)
Literally, i’m alliterate, you illiterately left in lead
And i took shots right thru yo head, lil bitch
All you saw was a ghost cause you dead
You been rapping for 4 fuckin years (aye)
And you still shit
Your city hates you, that's Ville shit
Lu runs from fights on that bitch shit
Can't get girls got a roach dick
You dumb as fuck, need a helmet
Made 3 tapes, never sold shit
Ain't bout shit, don't trust him
You can't top my first song
Your song Shots but never shot one
Might blast this bitch with a shotgun
We'll see how many bars you pop off
If i catch you flexing on twitter? don't act tough
And he got kicked out of college? you dumb bruh
Got caught with a vape in his bag and he cried to the cops that's sad bruh
Stupid lil bitch better pay for his beats
He a pussy ass kid with an ego from the streets
And he act real tough like he always packing heat
But he ain't bout shit you can ask his whole team
Because everybody already know
Dirty Lu's whole life is a joke
Suck on Drake's dick I’m like woah
Got no fuckin’ money like yo (ok)
Some artists let fans down
But Lu ain't got fans so he let his parents down
Solve the problem underwater while i watch him drown
Then get dapped up cause i saved the whole damn town
Stop rapping like honestly
You're a waste of space to society
When i say this shits it's from everybody
You should go back to rappin on Musical.ly’s
[Verse 2: Camilo]
Dawg, you a bitch
You be hating on my mans and shit
Your whole team is trash, y'all never lit
Dripped in gold, you wear fakes of shit
You dick rider, taking Drake’s dick
Your whole team’s style screams basic
Screaming daddy when Drizzy says taste it
Please don't cry, got enough shit on my mind
Why the fuck would you hate my guys? Stop with them bullshit lies
Pay my mans or pay with hands
How you be dripping in gold
But you ain't got no bands?
How you the king of the Ville
But you ain’t got no fans?
I don't wanna think about it
Motherfucker you should stop it
Claiming that you poppin’
But you at work moppin’
Talking bout this album
When you drop it
Nobody gon fucking cop it
Dawg look, I don't fuck with you
Yeah, Fuck You Dirty Lu
My name is Milo, bitch respect my fucking crew
This type of shit rappers do
Unlike you, yeah you garbage fool
And before you diss me with a Drake beat
Just know mans will come back
And back to back you
For a second time
Yeah motherfucker, I said fuck your side
Yeah motherfucker, I said fuck your side
Deep ends, baby and we down to ride
[Verse 3: Lil Drool]
Shots... shots…
They comin off the top (aye)
Fuck around, come get popped
Couldn’t come thru, he was gonna call the cops like oh my God!
Aye lil bitch! (fuck!)
Diss me again get whipped (fuck!)
Off top like a rocketship (fuck!)
Lil bitch, you are not hot shit
Fuck off my board, you ain't gonna ride
All that you ride is the wave from behind
You really talkin bout wantin more life
But you better change up cause you look like a dyke
Ain't nobody as ass as you
So take a bite out yo passionfruit
Imma run up with the fist and get to smackin you
Think you slappin’ and snappin’; a crackalackin foo
You can't handle all this gas
Inhale some albuterol cause once we fuckin’ pull up on yo block, it is yo funeral
Guap in these pockets, bitch
Hunnids on my fuckin’ wrist
At yo neck like exorcist
Stupid bitch, suck my dick
Shoutout travis issa fuckin rodeo since lu is claimin’ to be busy (yah)
Dirty, dizzy, nigga dirty shitty like he dirty dickin’ down a Drizzy (yah)
Literally, i’m alliterate, you illiterately left in lead
And i took shots right thru yo head, lil bitch
All you saw was a ghost cause you dead