Purps - Dirt Cheap lyrics

[Intro]: 808, 1017, Purps on the beat [Verse 1]: I'm trying to sell it to you cheap n***a, dirt cheap You know I sell dope in my sleep, but I don't sleep You know I sell codeine that lean for a good number And I got white squares of that clean and that green ganja I got that sh** that make a fiend have extreme hunger Look like she 50, but I swear she like 10 years younger These 'sace shades on me and now I feel like Stevie Wonder But when you go to jail to them your just another number I called this b**h from jail and made she changed the f**ing number [?] I'm in that boat motherf**er, traffic bumper bumper I got your b**h with me and guess what man I'm about to f** her