Crucial
Fuckin that hoe and she ain't even mine
She hate my soul love my dick in ha spine
Flooded the Rollie I ran outta time
My niggas zo's Ian hangin wit slimes
One of one kicks yea they one of a kind
Life of a rapper and I ain't even sign
To real to change ian droppin a dime
Not in to skatin but I'm on my grind
Look at the ceiling I ride panoramic
Look in they face see they they can't stand it
Too high to care n I don't plan on landin
Everyone fake think i needa move planets
Lookin for Sheed I'm in somebody bank
Know I'm the Shìt cuz my attitude stank
Turn this shit up cuz u know that it crank
Gas in my body didn't come from a tank
We not related she call me ha cousin
Behind close doors got my dick in ha stomach
Give ha a track how she steady be runnin
Buss in ha eye bet she ain't see it cumin
Niggas don't know that I come up from nothing
But ima Be humble Ian wit all the stuntin
Kickin the drip you'll think I was puntin
Ballin on nigga I feel like Tim Dunkin
Srt skreetchin like muscle not Foreign
Sooner or later I probably be tourin
Geeked off this perc I might fuck till the morning
I'm Ina field like I'm growin sum corn
Fly ass a eagle my judy be soaring
I was done wit the lean but I steady be pourin
Ride wit no Navi don't know Wea I'm goin
Don't post my moves they don't know What I'm doin
Pop out the cut got the nigga like wow
Not Soulja boy but I make it go bow
Needa mc to much money to count
Bitches and niggas be cap getta gown
Run it up fast n I gave em a frown
Free all my dogs that be locked ina pound
U cuffin that hoe that's the word around town
Tryna be me you'll Neva amount
Made three bands n I can't even drive hoes everywhere like American pie
Niggas so funny they makin me cry
Said u was solid u folded u lied
Beat up the pussy I fuck ha so brutal
Freestyling shit cuz this beat is so crucial
Buss on ha back lookin like a T strudel
Given me brain shorty should be a tutor
Dunkin these bitch like my name was Howard
Totin that gun but u know u a coward
Jus cuz u got it don't mean u got power
Can't tell what's real cuz crackin lookin like flower
Stand all ten real tall like a tower
Shark Ina water u niggas sum flounders
Unsealed exotic the room gettin louder
Bitch wit big titties ha ass could be rounder
She hate my soul love my dick in ha spine
Flooded the Rollie I ran outta time
My niggas zo's Ian hangin wit slimes
One of one kicks yea they one of a kind
Life of a rapper and I ain't even sign
To real to change ian droppin a dime
Not in to skatin but I'm on my grind
Look at the ceiling I ride panoramic
Look in they face see they they can't stand it
Too high to care n I don't plan on landin
Everyone fake think i needa move planets
Lookin for Sheed I'm in somebody bank
Know I'm the Shìt cuz my attitude stank
Turn this shit up cuz u know that it crank
Gas in my body didn't come from a tank
We not related she call me ha cousin
Behind close doors got my dick in ha stomach
Give ha a track how she steady be runnin
Buss in ha eye bet she ain't see it cumin
Niggas don't know that I come up from nothing
But ima Be humble Ian wit all the stuntin
Kickin the drip you'll think I was puntin
Ballin on nigga I feel like Tim Dunkin
Srt skreetchin like muscle not Foreign
Sooner or later I probably be tourin
Geeked off this perc I might fuck till the morning
I'm Ina field like I'm growin sum corn
Fly ass a eagle my judy be soaring
I was done wit the lean but I steady be pourin
Ride wit no Navi don't know Wea I'm goin
Don't post my moves they don't know What I'm doin
Pop out the cut got the nigga like wow
Not Soulja boy but I make it go bow
Needa mc to much money to count
Bitches and niggas be cap getta gown
Run it up fast n I gave em a frown
Free all my dogs that be locked ina pound
U cuffin that hoe that's the word around town
Tryna be me you'll Neva amount
Made three bands n I can't even drive hoes everywhere like American pie
Niggas so funny they makin me cry
Said u was solid u folded u lied
Beat up the pussy I fuck ha so brutal
Freestyling shit cuz this beat is so crucial
Buss on ha back lookin like a T strudel
Given me brain shorty should be a tutor
Dunkin these bitch like my name was Howard
Totin that gun but u know u a coward
Jus cuz u got it don't mean u got power
Can't tell what's real cuz crackin lookin like flower
Stand all ten real tall like a tower
Shark Ina water u niggas sum flounders
Unsealed exotic the room gettin louder
Bitch wit big titties ha ass could be rounder
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Writer(s): Rasheed Jett
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