
Lyrics
Ayy, man
AZG
Play that shit
Ayy, that shit bigger than three, though
Ha, fuck, uh
Humble as it get, can't no nigga get shit past us
Got shit bigger than three, this right here might be my last hook
Player with the Drac', pour some shit that he'll never pour
They saw a nigga go low, but I'm the nigga that still block the hood
Went tit-for-tat with niggas, none of
Them niggas never thought they stood
I know how my guys move, backdoor, they do bogus moves
Crooked with some seconds, zero-one, that's the fastest to do it
I don't know how many niggas gettin' hit
With these switches, fifteen, half'll do it
Shell catcher on the chopper from the
Hundred-round just to catch all my bullets
You niggas ain't gettin' money, you niggas just fuckin' goofies
Livin' out my closet, fuckin' bitches how I'm livin' now
Ridin' fast cars with my shirt off, wear my jewelry now
Showin' my niggas different places, how we move in situations
It's a different movement, we some bosses, we get different payments
Black truck, yeah, be my approach, six bullets trail behind me
Two hundred or I ain't ridin', you know them cats in line
Certified blocker, I ain't been to the trenches 'bout four months
I hang around niggas that fool-movin', love doin' stunts
Crook better than slime any day, this a bogus one
Yeah, only way that I'm buyin' chains
When lil' bruh them creepin' and huntin'
Trollin', lame-ass nigga play up on my block, then we ain't smokin' it
My lil' one call the hood, he said ten'll get him straight
He wan' see his mama smile and his sister ain't even ate
He remember backyard days, run through fences, jumpin' gates
Remember high-speed race, nigga, fuck 12, get away
Fuck your block, nigga, spin your shit, return, spin your shit
Triple cross, I'm Crook, hope you never thought you would get off
I'm the one that's doin' the slushy, king Crook, I get off
Run through four-twenty this summer, add it up and do your ticket
And I ran off on some plugs for taxin' APs low, SG nigga
Humble as it get, can't no nigga get shit past us
Got shit bigger than three, this right here might be my last hook
Player with the Drac', pour some shit that he'll never pour
They saw a nigga go low, but I'm the nigga that still block the hood
Went tit-for-tat with niggas, none of
Them niggas never thought they stood
I know how my guys move, backdoor, they do bogus moves
Crooked with some seconds, zero-one, that's the fastest to do it
I don't know how many niggas gettin' hit
With these switches, fifteen, half'll do it
Shell catcher on the chopper from the
Hundred-round just to catch all my bullets
You niggas ain't gettin' money, you niggas just fuckin' goofies
Livin' out my closet, fuckin' bitches how I'm livin' now
Ridin' fast cars with my shirt off, wear my jewelry now
Showin' my niggas different places, how we move in situations
It's a different movement, we some bosses, we get different payments
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