Marvel Alexander - Dirty Thoughts lyrics

[hook] Dirty thoughts of a benzo Dirty thoughts of a house on a hill Dirty thoughts of a dollar bill Dirty thoughts about how it'l feel When i make it to the top All the ribs imma sop How i switch when I pop All the shrimp imma cop [Verse] Guess who running it now Guess who built it up So i can burn it back down Guess whose running the town Guess whose turning the frowns upside down Get the f** out my face Back up i need space I can’t back up my macbook Cause my hard drive needs space They say money can’t buy happiness Well thats a lie cause money can buy Popeyes And who don’t love that Who don’t love me Im notorious big You n***as not even lil cease Local n***as claming crip Not even little c’s She bring me 1 extra Cause they play me on bbc She say she like it rough I put that rib in a ddt Living off that ebt Got a n***a hungry Heart cold like Hungary But fast forward my life… In the 6 Not toronto I’m the fonz Not alphonso Look at all these happy days Slowly changing my broke ways Bang bang like sosa Walk away like soze Ill take care of your a** Kaiser permanente [hook] Dirty thoughts of a benzo Dirty thoughts of a house on a hill Dirty thoughts of a dollar bill Dirty thoughts about how it'l feel When i make it to the top All the ribs imma sop How i switch when I pop All the shrimp imma cop [verse 2] This my lane yea i own it I don’t got no opponents Don’t nobody sound like me On the raps Or on the beats Won’t catch me with a sh**zu I need a blue nose pitibull And that dog so stacked I could ride on his back I got jersey on the back like a play sports I played sports They tried to tell me i should play sports Like n***a have you heard this Not to mention i cook steaks like ruth chris Chill n***a i got this Soeing seeds like a seamstress Wavy sh** get sea sick These rappers they lying like one legged dogs Playing the world Like i play the guitar n***as they scheming I seen it from far Gwan a ya yaaaad f** ya facade f** a pa**at I need a convertible drop Willing giver of top Not something I’m not And n***a I’m hot (say it again) n***a im hot! I’m tired of these dumb n***as Crabs in a barrel Old bay n***as s** up and obey n***as I’m out now you can’t sit wit us Ooh that boy done did it now Out rapping n***as i helped out n***as careers looking choked out Yoked out Coked out [Hook]