Cnote - Riding Dirty lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] f** an informer, f**in' told ya, f**in' co*kroaches I ain't eyeballing sh**, nah, it all mine n***a I ain't selling sh** clean anymore n***a [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Man I ain't eyeballing sh** I let the scale do it (f** that sh**) Man I ain't riding cross the country I let the mail do it (say what) I know them cops on my chop, But I just sell music These n***as don't have heart to fight, they'd rather let 12 do it I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six n***as (fosho) I feel like a one man army I got like six clips n***a You know one than bout lil pimpin' n***a, he never slippin' n***a I come through light up your block like it was christmas n***a (Wooooho) [Hook: Gucci Mane] Riding Dirty man they said that I had 9 Birdies, 9 Birdies Man they tryna' catch me Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty Got 2 guns you know I'm Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty, n***a Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, man them folks so I sent nine birdies Nine birdies, thats the verdict n***a, nine birdies, nine birdies n***a Man I got this dirty 30, dirty pistol, I'm a motherf**in' dirty n***a Dirty n***a I spent like 80 thousand for Bart Simpson I was tripping' then I went and spent a whole million Whole million yeah I got a whole buncha green bills Got a fork and I got them bands in them [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] I wish I would catch a n***a with his hands in it Find that n***a dead with his f**in' pants in it Send a box to ya papa with a hundred grand in it He came back in the north he fill with them PT's in it That gucci gas man you ain't gon have a seed in it That gucci gas man you ain't gon have a seed in it I'm sittin' on top of Bentley you know I'm sippin' (sippin', sippin', sippin') Pour some lean on her titties now they sticky (sticky, sticky, sticky) [Hook: Gucci Mane] Riding Dirty man they said that I had 9 Birdies, 9 Birdies Man they tryna' catch me Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty Got 2 guns you know I'm Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, Riding Dirty, n***a Riding Dirty Riding Dirty, man them folks so I sent nine birdies Nine birdies, thats the verdict n***a, nine birdies, nine birdies n***a Man I got this dirty 30, dirty pistol, I'm a motherf**in' dirty n***a Dirty n***a I spent like 80 thousand for Bart Simpson I was tripping' then I went and spent a whole million Whole million yeah I got a whole buncha green bills Got a fork and I got them bands in them