Dirty South lyrics

[Intro: Ski Mask the Slump God & SpookyLeann]
Ayy, Ski, Ski
Lean god
Ski Ski
Lean god, lean god
Ayy
Ouu
Ayy, don't touch, my ho
Lean god, $lump god
pus*y boy, pus*y boy
Lean god, $lump god
Ski Ski

[Verse 1: Ski Mask the Slump God & SpookyLeann]
pus*y boy don’t wanna cross my path
'Cause like a black cat, think it's bad luck
b*tch, you guessed it, I’ma f*ck em up
They ain't nothin funny, bout the money I'ma run it up
Mo' bucks than Bugs Bunny, b*tch I'ma count it up
My third eye is open, I'm adderall focused
You claimin' you real, well, just show it (Ayy)
My third eye is open, get stretched like a Trojan
Coolin wit yo b*tch and I got her wet as a ocean
She dirty like derby, she suck me like Kirby
Resemble casper how I ghost on a hoe
And I'm the dead pleaser, drug game give her seizures
While in Indonesia I’mma roll up all this reefer
Acid tabs, with the dab, feel like a jab to the throat (Ayy)
Lean on the spliff and your b*tch down to f*ck
And she taste nicotine from the pulp (Ayy)
I’m off to Costa Rica, we so foreign need a bloodclaat Visa
That weed you smoking cheaper
Back it up, I'mma learn em’ just like a teacher (Ayy)
I'm leanin' cause I'm Spooky, she said there I be saw kooky
I swear that these b*tches mechanics
’Cause all these hoes tryna squeak me
No curry, but I am a killer
I'm passin' out bars, I feel like a dealer
She calling me father because I'm a god
Don't clap when I rap, don't need no applause (Ayy)
Sippin' no snitching, don't hang with the law
Rappers Niagara 'cause all of them fall
Wait just a minute, the f*cks in my cup?
Ain't no "just chillin" she rolling my blunt
[Verse 2: Spooky Leann]
L-lean on the spliff and then she down to f*ck
I go hard in the paint and I'm busting a nut
Pull down her drawers, make her take off the tee
And she moaning too loud, make to turn up the beat
That vision, she steady trippin'
She did gymnastics, on my di*k she flippin'
Now we in action that's why she is missing (Ayy)
Lean on the spliff and then she down to f*ck
I go hard in the paint, and I'm busting a nut
Lean on the spliff and then she down to f*ck
I go hard in the paint, and I'm busting a nut
b*tches is stupid, better stay safe, say your grace
'Cause all of my n*ggas but they is really gorillas
Don't wanna see anyone of my apes (Ayy)
Oh, they call 12 so I guess time to shake
I got a bad b*tch in almost every state
Medusa head on me, you can not relate
Your b*tch on my phone to take her on a date
Now it's a party 'cause we on the mollys
And now it's a party, she ride me no Harley
Her ass looking black but she is white girl gnarly
But oh my Lordy that ho is like forty
And looking confused, you can't keep your body
I just want your nudes, I'm just being real but you claiming I'm rude
José got them hoes but these hoes is confused
But they still finna hang with us, they see I make moves
She try to play hard to get but it's a phase
Try to run game but I will never chase, be patient
Why would I waste my time on you when I get something better
[Bridge: Ski Mask the Slump God]
She dirty like derby, she dirty like derby
She dirty like derby, she dirty like derby
She suck me like Kirby, tell me which b*tch is worthy?
She dirty like derby, she dirty like derby
She dirty like derby, she dirty like derby
She suck me like Kirby, tell me which b*tch is worthy?

[Verse 3: Ski Mask the Slump God]
Better with my n*ggas like I'm on a slave ship
Bet we put these knives through your neck, like a face lift
But I bet your b*tch fold like a f*cking paper clip
Now they tryna call me Zelda, how I'm slang me a b*tch
Like damn, Ski Mask in it, hit her with the wood like a splinter
pus*y n*gga, how you feeling? Bombaclart ass boy, and your b*tch Ski Ski Ski, ay, I'm tryna get up in her, like spirit on Christmas winter
I'm barred out, penitentiary, jaw up when she sucking me
Call on anyone you wanna be Ski Mask? Who you wanna be?
Tell 'em different IDs, I am anybody I wanna be
Double cup, f*ck is up, f*cking her, but never f*cking her butt
I'm Slump God and on God, my b*tch ass fatter than a spirit bomb
Might just swerve, probably hit the curb
Make a f*cking n*gga be j*rked
Cause I flip the skirt, and make it hurt
And my di*k will beat her up like Jimi Jon Boy
I say you drill like Dentist, thirty milligrams and I doze
Flow all the b*tch f*ckin' boats
Deny it if she tell you, get that pus*y wetter the most
b*tch her panties gon' drop like a drop top
Tryna show off just the middle like crop top
Pimpin' on lock like I grind it in the slip-knot
All I get is top, like I put her in a headlock, headlock