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Dirt On My Name

by Fendi Benji

People I used to fuck with throwing dirt on my name
I don't know why I couldn't do the same
But that past is in the past
No time to stress when I'm stacking this cash
Run up in your spot
Hit the dippies like the flash with the stash
I know couple niggas...

People I used to fuck with throwing dirt on my name
I don't know why I couldn't do the same
But that past is in the past
No time to stress when I'm stacking this cash
Run up in your spot
Hit the dippies like the flash with the stash
I know couple niggas out for my ass
I know bitches talking down from my past
I know that karma coming for my ass
Ain't really much to do here
Out here in Mass but go get this cash
Lay low cause you could get got for your last
You a fraud I could see right through your mask
Give a fuck cause I stick to my self any way
Hadda come up out the dirt any way that I can
Serving them xans and them grams
Whatever's in demand
Benji finessing them bands

Your bitch said that she a fan
She blow me down like a fan
Chop it up like Jackie Chan
She fuck me like she love me
But she got a man
Living life with no regrets
Viva La Bam
Remember when I stated with some grams
Didn't take long to turn that to some grands
Bitches use to shit on me
Now they think I'm the man
I ain't gotta say my name cause she know me
5 oz in my bag, look out for the police
8 in my liter, yeah that's throw back kobie
Trapping out the telly no Zack & Cody
Chain smoking on backwoods like they bogies
Jack jumping im always getting noties
Up all night I'm barely getting no sleep
Been down but my head up like a nose bleed
Yg hit me with the heart eye emojis
You thought she was sleeping at the crib cozy
Bitch you hurt your self every time you on my phone
Stop being nosy

People I used to fuck with throwing dirt on my name
I don't know why I couldn't do the same
But that past is in the past
No time to stress when I'm stacking this cash
Run up in your spot
Hit the dippies like the flash with the stash
I know couple niggas out for my ass
I know bitches talking down from my past
I know that karma coming for my ass
Ain't really much to do here
Out here in Mass but go get this cash
Lay low cause you could get got for your last
You a fraud I could see right through your mask
Give a fuck cause I stick to my self any way
Hadda come up out the dirt any way that I can
Serving them xans and them grams
Whatever's in demand
Benji finessing them bands