The Dirt Bike (feat. JMC $uede)

I ride dirty, no clean whips I stay fresh, I'm always rockin new drip I'm too wet, I make it rain A young boss in the Porsche, yeah I'm switchin lanes Drive too hard, I break the pedals till I get the fame I make wavy sounds, lifting weight like Luke Cage I'm wit the shits but I'm feelin off like im Blueface Your mans change, girls change but the music stayed the same Through the cold nights and gave me some blaze And now I'm praying that it make me some change JMC and Swole, yeah we stay the top of the game and spreading love is the way Yeah, and spreading love is the way Just finished a whole bottle, foot on the gas like full throttle Rolling this gas, a roll model Cole with the gas no role models Fucking on this little bad light skin model with no rubbers But only love her undercover, under the covers Hitting her bubble then it's back to stirring up trouble Back to back I'm back in the hood, love it Know Twelve want a six feet nigga six feet under Still Fabolous like duh duh duh duh damn Know a couple homies hitting scams, bins every night Seen a couple bands Went from no Metro to swipe and jetting out dollar vans to feeling like a 100 grand Shmoney dance cuz you hype and they say swiper no swiping Monkeying around in this concrete jungle land But you can't explore with these boots unless they Timberlands Count it up, just stack it Make that money do a motherfucking backflip aye Count it up, just stack it Get the bag like class was everyday Count it up, just stack it Make that money do a motherfucking backflip aye Count it up, just stack it Get the bag like class was everyday