Quentin the 507 God, Pjay, King EZ, KOA Fooley, TJ - Dirty Knees Lyrics

Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose,
Test me test me
If you wanna get check pieced
Little bitch don't fuck with me
I will empty out my whole piece
Bitch I hang with gorillas
That'll do time for a hitta
Give em one call get you hit up
Re upping on gas like a fill up
Fuck all that he say she say
Bring the pack back replay
They'd go like DJ
Flip more shit than eBay
What you make in 3 months
I make in like 3 days
While I'd roll up two blunts
I ready made 3 plays
Heard she got ass for me
You ain't gotta ask for me
I gotta black mask on me
I left with a bag at least
I blow it but stash a g
Just for my son cash he three
We run it like track athletes
We split it a rack a piece
I will not shake your hand
Only to serve you grams
Known to get outta them jams
Known to go do what I can
Better go check on yo mans
Heard my shooters made him dance
Bust that shit or throw them hands
I won't give his ass a chance, bitch nah nah
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose
Touch me touch me end up on the concrete
32 shots on a killer 4 hundred shots in the sprinter
Shorty got ass she a stripper
Made 10 racks by dinner
Shorty got ass for me
She give me good head, a masterpiece
I'm talking my shit like Master p
On your block I got to piece
I'm speaking that blasphemy
I left with a bag at least
I left with a bag at least
Ran off with a couple p's
This choppa got double Ds
I'm sending them shots for free
Pull up put a opp on a tee
Turn him into dead nigga tree
Spinnin yo block with a ski
I brought my brothers and glocks with me
I catch a opp and he leaving with me
We rolling him up not a blunt in a leaf
This ain't no regular tree
Smoking yo homie this dead nigga tree
You ain't get cash for me
Hitting them stains give them bands to me
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose
Checking a bag with ease
I cannot spazz for free
Could've ran on the track with the team
But I was making a stack with the team
No, I do not lack got the beam
Twinning with money it's green
Yo bitch she look funny to me
Cuz she can't get no money from me
It's funny to see
How niggas is broke & I'm all in my bag
It's making me laugh, you niggas is trash
They ain't got no cash & it's making me mad
They stealing my flow can I get my shit back
I got a plug & he selling me gas
You got a plug & he selling you grass
I got a p & I tripled the pack
Half of its fake they'll be calling me back
Multiple moves I get to the bread
Weighing up bags fuck is a bed
Learned it from pops drilled it in my head
Running the streets, it put me ahead
You stayed on the porch now you looking for bread
Got real connects cost a arm & a leg
If you can't flip the pack half yo family be dead
I get to it now don't care who up next
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose

Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose,
Test me test me
If you wanna get check pieced
Little bitch don't fuck with me
I will empty out my whole piece
Bitch I hang with gorillas
That'll do time for a hitta
Give em one call get you hit up
Re upping on gas like a fill up
Fuck all that he say she say
Bring the pack back replay
They'd go like DJ
Flip more shit than eBay
What you make in 3 months
I make in like 3 days
While I'd roll up two blunts
I ready made 3 plays
Heard she got ass for me
You ain't gotta ask for me
I gotta black mask on me
I left with a bag at least
I blow it but stash a g
Just for my son cash he three
We run it like track athletes
We split it a rack a piece
I will not shake your hand
Only to serve you grams
Known to get outta them jams
Known to go do what I can
Better go check on yo mans
Heard my shooters made him dance
Bust that shit or throw them hands
I won't give his ass a chance, bitch nah nah
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose
Touch me touch me end up on the concrete
32 shots on a killer 4 hundred shots in the sprinter
Shorty got ass she a stripper
Made 10 racks by dinner
Shorty got ass for me
She give me good head, a masterpiece
I'm talking my shit like Master p
On your block I got to piece
I'm speaking that blasphemy
I left with a bag at least
I left with a bag at least
Ran off with a couple p's
This choppa got double Ds
I'm sending them shots for free
Pull up put a opp on a tee
Turn him into dead nigga tree
Spinnin yo block with a ski
I brought my brothers and glocks with me
I catch a opp and he leaving with me
We rolling him up not a blunt in a leaf
This ain't no regular tree
Smoking yo homie this dead nigga tree
You ain't get cash for me
Hitting them stains give them bands to me
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose
Checking a bag with ease
I cannot spazz for free
Could've ran on the track with the team
But I was making a stack with the team
No, I do not lack got the beam
Twinning with money it's green
Yo bitch she look funny to me
Cuz she can't get no money from me
It's funny to see
How niggas is broke & I'm all in my bag
It's making me laugh, you niggas is trash
They ain't got no cash & it's making me mad
They stealing my flow can I get my shit back
I got a plug & he selling me gas
You got a plug & he selling you grass
I got a p & I tripled the pack
Half of its fake they'll be calling me back
Multiple moves I get to the bread
Weighing up bags fuck is a bed
Learned it from pops drilled it in my head
Running the streets, it put me ahead
You stayed on the porch now you looking for bread
Got real connects cost a arm & a leg
If you can't flip the pack half yo family be dead
I get to it now don't care who up next
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose
Bitch you got ass for me
Bitch you got cash for me
Bitch and I ran the fee
Bitch you got dirty knees
Bitch you know I ride with a 30
And bitch I never stay dirty
Why you mad cause your pockets stay hurting
You a goofy and you got no purpose