[Verse] I don't care what you think about me I've been known to be a bit of a prick Maybe sometimes I'm a little too clean But that doesn't make me less of a dick [Chorus] Ooh ooh I'm a dirtass I don't care if you call me dirtass Oh baby I'm a dirtass I'm a dirtass dirtass Ooh ooh I'm a dirtass I don't care if you call me dirtass Oh baby I'm a dirtass I'm a dirtass dirtass dirtass [Verse 2] Dirtass Kiss my dirtass Get your lips wet before you kiss my dirtass But make it quick before I kick your dirtass I gotta go I gotta show In fifty-five minutes and forty-nine seconds But first I gotta take a dirt nap [Chorus] Ooh ooh I'm a dirtass I don't care if you call me dirtass Oh baby I'm a dirtass I'm a dirtass dirtass Ooh ooh I'm a dirtass I don't care if you call me dirtass Oh baby I'm a dirtass I'm a dirtass dirtass dirtass [Verse 3] Yeah I showed up late and I left real early Didn’t read the room, made it loud, got dirty You can clutch your pearls, I’ll be counting mine Outta patience, outta favors, still ahead of time Got a stain on my name, yeah I wear it proud Talk slick, stand tall, never tone it down If you think I care, you ain’t read the sign I been off your map since the first damn line [Verse 4] I don’t shake hands, I break patterns Kick doors down, make noise, what matters You can write me off, I’ll rewrite the script Turn your whole clean scene to a dirtass myth Yeah I heard what you said, didn’t change a thing Still king of the mess, still don’t need a ring You can keep your rules, I’ll keep my lane Where the grit talk loud and the fake get drained [Chorus] Ooh ooh I’m a dirtass Say it louder, let it hit like a brass Oh baby I’m a dirtass Still the same, never changed, never asked Ooh ooh I’m a dirtass Whole room lean when I stomp, when I pass Oh baby I’m a dirtass I’m a dirtass dirtass — do the math [Outro] Yeah… yeah… Look — You polished, I’m pressure You pose, I’m the fracture You talk, I just act — and it’s louder I don’t need your lane, I paved mine sideways Boots still muddy, still winning on Fridays You worried ‘bout image, I’m worried ‘bout impact You tweet, I move — yeah that’s mismatch Call me what you want — I already did it first Turn your best insult to a badge and a verse No filter, no leash, no lane to stay in If it smell like dirt… yeah, that’s where I came in Dirtass.
