DIRT ON MY NAME

Shout out Hit-Boy

(Hit-Boy)

Got a lot of dirt up on my name

I might've had a rap beef with the whole game

I'm spraying everything, I don't really need to aim

I really be in traffic, why I'm always switching lanes?

I'm in a leather jacket, motorcycle with the flames

Niggas switched sides, man, I thought we was bros

I'm still outside on 7 with the Moes

Slide-out west with Armani and the Fo's

Soon as it land, he gon' fly the whole load

Shorty, where you been? I been stackin' on the low

Opps tryna send me to the end of the road

Nigga's from the Chi, so you know I can't go

I might have to smack a nigga on his own show

BET, clown with a freestyle

I'm a demon but the Devil's in the details

Free my nigga James in them chains

Gave him 15 for a leg shot, we need a retrial

Then what the-, what the **** do we need a Vic Mensa?

I know this Vic Mensa thing just happened

Vic Mensa's ****ed

Vic Mensa, what the ****?

Vic Mensa

Got a lot of dirt up on my name

I might've had a rap beef with the whole game

I'm spraying everything, I don't really need to aim

I really be in traffic, why I'm always switching lanes?

I'm in a leather jacket, motorcycle with the flames

Niggas switched sides, man, I thought we was bros

I'm still outside on 7 with the Moes

Slide-out west with Armani and the Fo's

Soon as it land, he gon' fly the whole load

Money on my head, I guess they ain't have enough

Niggas said it was a 50-pack, he should've doubled up

Almighty Black Stone, I ain't never gotta duck

Pull strings like a durag, niggas actin' tough

Wait, I got a bone to pick

When you speakin' on my name, watch your tone and shit

22 on me if he think he on some shit

I'll beat a nigga ass like he stole some shit

It's the re-up, we turn the heat up

La familia, I'm with the bleeders

East Side shit, bia, bia

I need a diva, dark-skinned, my Lupita

Two-seater, just me and my Niña

I been booted up just to deal with the lows

Mental health problems, I think everybody knows

Niggas say, "Vic, how you deal with the hate and the fake?"

Let me set the record straight 'cause I

Got a lot of dirt up on my name

I might've had a rap beef with the whole game

I'm spraying everything, I don't really need to aim

I really be in traffic, why I'm always switching lanes?

I'm in a leather jacket, motorcycle with the flames

Niggas switched sides, man, I thought we was bros

I'm still outside on 7 with the Moes

Slide-out west with Armani and the Fo's

Soon as it land, he gon' fly the whole load