[First Verse]
Jumpin, pumpin, dumpin, somethin bumpin all my doggs enjoy
When the crowd surround me
speakin loud like clouds that rain stop pourin
Born and raised with ways to get me paid off in a major way
Tricks and slickin`, tickin`, trickin` lemons all up out they pay
DAMN WHAT A NIGGA SAY
I told `em `fore I folded up this industry
Once they turned me loose I told the truth with every piece of me
Triple Bitch, the songs`ll rock
Blackout and me done got you hot
Victim of this shit provided Fly still flyin` to the top
Stretched it out from side to side, from top to bottom open wide
Just so we can ride and bump all high upon this Southern side
Mane I`m hangin`, sangin`, champagne rangin` til` it ain`t no Earth
Bumpin` out the frame is not a thing, just time to put in work
BALLIN` on the fuckin` slab
BALLIN` in the fuckin` lab
CALLIN` on my doggs with daps and haulin` ass with pen or pad
I told ya I`ll torch y`all
through the North while spinnin` out the Dirty South
HEARD ME I SAID DIRTY SOUTH, now get me some and get me out
Get me out
Chorus: 4X
Deep down in the dirty heard me,
Get me some and get me out,
Ballin`, fallin`, callin`, haulin`,
Ass up through the North and South
[Second Verse]
If you suckas comin` after, attack you for some ??? cheese
Scratchin`, bitin`, fightin` for some excellence and expertise
No matter what the Sarah Conner
We gonna get it, brother another of this rubble that`ll hustle sometimes undercover
Paint familar tainted me
Minnie Mae, Black O-U-T
Achin` combination that`s gone take it to the T-O-P
No surrender to contenders
Just dismember all pretenders
If I wanna remember
From December back round to November
As the time start fallin` fast
Suckas start to fallin` fast
Callin` on the law at last
The law ain`t bout to haul that ass
Deep down in the dirty cut
Get me out pick up for what?
Livin` right here where I`m stuck and lovin` every minute, bruh
Dirty, dirty South, yes sir us thugs that you been hearin` of
Same ol` Parkway niggas, jigga bigger than you thought we was
All up in and out the North, and always goin` through the South
The plugga from down under, I`ll come get me some and get me out
Get me out
Chorus
[Third Verse]
Rock and sock and state of shock is what this playa left you in
On the spot and off your socks I knock one, Flizy bombed again
This my third and final round, Fly think it`s time I shut you down
Pound you with this sound into the ground
Unless you toss my crown
Fly be downin` dirty South
Dirty South be downin` Fly
Punk, and dank, and drank you under the table is the way we get high
If I fall, it`s with my thugs
Ballin` fast or meaner mug
Always count on God above and haul my boxed-up World with love
See me flexin` dubs, twistin` blunts up to capacity
Deep down in the dirty, heard me, that`s the way it has to be
I-B-N to smokin`, chiefin`, chokin` rollin` ghetto green
High as it could be and C and B the light has ever seen
Fly will see you peekin`, seekin`, creepin` what you don`t deserve
Awake and shake on green and let my champagne kick me to the curb
Have you heard me? Out that DIRTY, DIRTY I said DIRTY SOUTH
I-B-N gone get me some and I-B-N gone get me out
Get me out, Get me out
Chorus
