This is a song about "Riding dirty"

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

You got reason to brag

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

We riding rover timeless....

On the slow jam of love

On they twitter writing novels, see

Forgotten thought i was dirty,

Yeah, riding around with that reefer scent

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Start beef bigger then your spouse

And i'm from the dirty south,

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

I splash your dirty ass,

Bring your pen and your weed stash