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Crush A Lot

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  • Cook that s**t up, Quay
    I can't **** with shawty, know she’ll tell
    Slim s**t, look like Draya Michele
    I been goin' crazy, givin' ’em hell
    She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her
    I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player
    Connect the dots then I plug up the scale
    If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair
    **** the law, make 'em earn what they pay 'em

    Ain't no back and fourth with no b*****s, ain’t tinted
    Rolls Royce truck, *****, it ain’t rented
    And they braggin' ’bout b*****s, I promise we hit 'em
    I flooded my wrist, let the bros split a million
    At this point I'm heartless I ain't got no feelings
    Buy every building in the hood for my children
    Like a Drake song, got your vibe feelin’ groovy
    With no phone, we can make us a movie
    I ain't in my bag, I still got my feet out
    If we wanted smoke with y'all, you couldn't be out
    Free the bros, buy my s**t off the kiosk
    I'm at the vibe with the spot, this the creep house
    Lil' shawty suck it like she just took her teeth out
    Five percent tint on the whip, you can't see out
    Ready to set it off, Queen Latifah
    These ****** talk like b*****s, see what they be 'bout

    I can't **** with shawty, know she'll tell
    Slim s**t, look like Draya Michele
    I been goin' crazy, givin' 'em hell
    She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her
    I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player
    Connect the dots then I plug up the scale
    If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair
    **** the law, make 'em earn what they pay 'em

    Ain't no complaining, money coming in
    Put it all up, do it all again
    First you get a mil', then it's times ten
    Youngest out the crew, AMG Benz
    Stand up like a man, take it on the chin
    They got consequences in this life of sin
    Laugh about it, go in Gucci, spend a ten
    When you come home, we gon' all win
    Go in any club and make it thunderstorm, this s**t reckless
    He gon' knock you off with his Rollie on
    Drive the Rolls Royce like a hotbox, really came from nothin'
    Only ride with my security because I can't be armed
    Can't get caught with another gun
    They gon' know me when I'm gone
    They hear my pain inside my songs
    It's like switch, I cut it on
    Pills kick in, gettin' in my zone
    Do my job, ain't see no wrong
    I'm never talkin' on them phones
    Feds gon' try to do us wrong
    Man, they got my ***** Long
    Lately I just been alone
    My cup, my strap, this microphone
    Nobody know what's goin on
    Just glad I made it off the road
    Granddaddy showed me life is a gamble
    Ever since I been on them dice
    They gon' suck it up like a bowl of rice
    I'ma give it to them ****** every time

    I can't **** with shawty, know she'll tell
    Slim s**t, look like Draya Michele
    I been goin' crazy, givin' 'em hell
    She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her
    I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player
    Connect the dots then I plug up the scale
    If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair
    **** the law, make 'em earn what they pay 'em
  • [00:02.62]Cook that s**t up, Quay
    [00:14.77]I can't **** with shawty, know she’ll tell
    [00:16.43]Slim s**t, look like Draya Michele
    [00:17.88]I been goin' crazy, givin' ’em hell
    [00:20.06]She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her
    [00:21.47]I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player
    [00:23.19]Connect the dots then I plug up the scale
    [00:24.90]If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair
    [00:26.77]**** the law, make 'em earn what they pay 'em
    [00:28.54]
    [00:28.79]Ain't no back and fourth with no b*****s, ain’t tinted
    [00:30.60]Rolls Royce truck, *****, it ain’t rented
    [00:32.32]And they braggin' ’bout b*****s, I promise we hit 'em
    [00:33.98]I flooded my wrist, let the bros split a million
    [00:35.60]At this point I'm heartless I ain't got no feelings
    [00:37.51]Buy every building in the hood for my children
    [00:39.06]Like a Drake song, got your vibe feelin’ groovy
    [00:40.93]With no phone, we can make us a movie
    [00:42.85]I ain't in my bag, I still got my feet out
    [00:44.66]If we wanted smoke with y'all, you couldn't be out
    [00:46.32]Free the bros, buy my s**t off the kiosk
    [00:48.03]I'm at the vibe with the spot, this the creep house
    [00:50.32]Lil' shawty suck it like she just took her teeth out
    [00:52.13]Five percent tint on the whip, you can't see out
    [00:53.79]Ready to set it off, Queen Latifah
    [00:55.57]These ****** talk like b*****s, see what they be 'bout
    [00:57.55]
    [00:57.73]I can't **** with shawty, know she'll tell
    [00:59.20]Slim s**t, look like Draya Michele
    [01:00.61]I been goin' crazy, givin' 'em hell
    [01:02.48]She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her
    [01:04.34]I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player
    [01:06.25]Connect the dots then I plug up the scale
    [01:07.91]If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair
    [01:09.63]**** the law, make 'em earn what they pay 'em
    [01:11.18]
    [01:11.44]Ain't no complaining, money coming in
    [01:12.79]Put it all up, do it all again
    [01:14.67]First you get a mil', then it's times ten
    [01:16.39]Youngest out the crew, AMG Benz
    [01:18.25]Stand up like a man, take it on the chin
    [01:20.13]They got consequences in this life of sin
    [01:21.83]Laugh about it, go in Gucci, spend a ten
    [01:23.65]When you come home, we gon' all win
    [01:25.61]Go in any club and make it thunderstorm, this s**t reckless
    [01:29.69]He gon' knock you off with his Rollie on
    [01:31.71]Drive the Rolls Royce like a hotbox, really came from nothin'
    [01:35.68]Only ride with my security because I can't be armed
    [01:39.04]Can't get caught with another gun
    [01:40.86]They gon' know me when I'm gone
    [01:42.57]They hear my pain inside my songs
    [01:44.35]It's like switch, I cut it on
    [01:46.05]Pills kick in, gettin' in my zone
    [01:47.87]Do my job, ain't see no wrong
    [01:49.62]I'm never talkin' on them phones
    [01:51.69]Feds gon' try to do us wrong
    [01:54.35]Man, they got my ***** Long
    [01:55.71]Lately I just been alone
    [01:57.02]My cup, my strap, this microphone
    [01:58.89]Nobody know what's goin on
    [02:00.60]Just glad I made it off the road
    [02:02.57]Granddaddy showed me life is a gamble
    [02:03.87]Ever since I been on them dice
    [02:05.64]They gon' suck it up like a bowl of rice
    [02:07.20]I'ma give it to them ****** every time
    [02:09.07]
    [02:09.42]I can't **** with shawty, know she'll tell
    [02:11.13]Slim s**t, look like Draya Michele
    [02:12.69]I been goin' crazy, givin' 'em hell
    [02:14.40]She ain't tryna go with me, I'ma pay her
    [02:16.37]I crush a lot, baby girl, I'm a player
    [02:18.33]Connect the dots then I plug up the scale
    [02:20.14]If we get caught, they gon' give me the chair
    [02:21.85]**** the law, make 'em earn what they pay 'em