This is a song about "Dish washers"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

Bring that shit the fuck back

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

You snitch,before you be homeless,go do the dish

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

My stomach feeling empty i could use a dish

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Dish you out without a doubt or second thought as though i forgot what you did snitch,

You know, they say that dish is best served cold?

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I serve a dish that will burn the lips of who's turn it is

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business