Quig, Kevo Huncho - BLANK Lyrics

We Dirtyy
Uh Uh Uh
We Dirtyy
Uh Uh Uh
We Dirtyy
Uh Uh Uh

Huncho he wit me
He tryn get a hit
Ugly eshit
Tryn get on his vict
Threw out da knife
Hadda get him a stick
Deep in his feelings
Might hit him a bitch

Yeah i'm tryn leave a nigga blank
Hop out wit big guns
We ain't shooting no paint
Stepback
Shoot 3
Yeah you know I got range
Yeah i'm going For Da Win
U can call a nigga Dame

187
It's a murder
Got bags for da low
Lil nigga I a serve ya
Tryn run up dis shmoney up
Not talkin Bobby Shmurda
Niggas coming wit da heat
Ian talkin Kevin Heurter
Nahhfr I'm tellin you

Bitch giving sass
Ima drag her
Coming in clutch
Like a dagger
Pretty face
Thick thighs
Know ima bag her
If she fuck for a bag
Then you know Ima flag her

Bitch call my phone
Three times
These niggas be pussy
Not talking feline
Bitch giving off signs
No I don't read minds
I a hold on your stick
No you can't see mine
I a hold on your stick
No you can't see mine

Fa fa
Shots fired
Get low
If feds at da door
We jump out da window
Ian drinking no tris
Smokin on Indo
Get caught innat jam
They don't get no info

12 on my ass
So I hadda hit feet
Can't fuck on no hoe bitch
Can't fuck on no treesh
If niggas want smoke
Tell they ass let's beef
We gon grill it
Them niggas they screwed
So we drill it
Lil bitch got da addy
Tell her spill it
Got bags for da low
Make em deal it
If dey stroaf on da block
Ima flip it
If his money getting long
Ima clip it

Uh Uh
Huncho he wit me
He tryn get a hit
Ugly eshit
Tryn get on his vict
Threw out da knife
Hadda get him a stick
Deep in his feelings
He might hit him a bitch

Yeah i'm tryn leave a nigga blank
Hop out wit big guns
We ain't shooting no paint
Stepback
Shoot Three
Yeah you know I got range
Yeah i'm going For Da Win
U can call a nigga Dame

187
It's a murder
Got bags for da low
Lil nigga I a serve ya
Tryn run up dis shmoney up
Not talkin Bobby Shmurda
Niggas coming wit da heat
Ian talkin kevin heurter
Nahhfr I'm tellin u

Pistol aimed straight at your dome
When I catch you outside
You ain't making it home
I know shawty a dog
But she picked up da phone
Ain't no big dogs out here
Did this shit on our own
Nahhfr I'm tellin you

If the coppas behind us
Bust a right and a left
I been stabbed in my back
Seen da knife in my chest
Window tent
Can't get caught at da light
And get left
Ian saving no hoe
Aint no S on my chest

Cruising down da street
Ian gotta 64
Getting rich
Remember back when I was piss poor
What you want for Xmas
Said I want extendos
Shawty wanna perc
Said I rather give dope
Really got some angels that I'm tryna live for
But I turn into a demon
When I see my friends fold
Niggas talking to da pigs
Giving all da info
When I hop out get da bussin
Tell dem niggas get low

Tell dem niggas get low
Bitch its straight headshots
Nigga tryn run from us
Got shot in his back

Really loaded as a bitch
Rolling up straight thraxx
Really rappin what I live
Giving niggas straight facts
Don't Roll No Hemp
Roll A Classic

Bro rolling sheets
And I'm rolling a wood
Rolling up straight za
Man that shit understood
Niggas speak on my name
Tryna line em for good
Nahhfr I'm tellin you

Yeah i'm tryn leave a nigga blank
Hop out wit big guns
We ain't shooting no paint
Stepback
Shoot 3
Yeah you know I got range
Yeah I'm going For Da Win
U can call a nigga Dame

187
It's a murder
Got bags for da low
Lil nigga I a serve ya
Tryn run up dis shmoney up
Not talking Bobby Shmurda
Niggas coming wit da heat
Ian talkin kevin heurter
Nahhfr I'm tellin u

Nah nah nah lil bitch
Hopped out and slangin that shit
(You know I'm taking that risk)
Stepback now I'm giving dem shots
(Hell yeah I swear he bitch)
Hell nah I'm takin that risk
(Lil nigga ran I swear he a bitch)
Hell nah ian sending no diss
(Lil nigga he ain't rob me for shit)
Hell nah ian drinking no tris
(Lil nigga man I swear he a bitch)
Hell nah ian throwing no fist
(Lil nigga ran off he a bitch)
Hell nah lil nigga you a bitch