Craft
Task in this shit they be tasking on my mind
Ey
Craft in this shit
Ey, ey
Task in this shit they be tasking on my mind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in the grind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in behind
Asking out a girl she be looking hella fine
Tracking all my money they be really hard to find
Telling her a poem she be asking if it rhymes
Comme de garçons on a party spilling wine
Craft, craft, craft, there's no masking in the lean
Craft, craft, craft, they've been making a machine
Craft, craft, craft, there's no masking in the lean
Bought some new sneakers they be looking hella clean
Sitting watching TV, there's my face on the screen
I just called her out, but she's an addict on the beans
Be writing down some lyrics people asking what it means
I don't want to brag but I have the perfect genes
I don't want to lie, so I'm not a fiend
They be looking down on me cause I'm a teen
CI starting to get fat he needs to eat some greens
What is real love? I don't know what that means
Lying for the fame you're just making a scene
Task in this shit they be tasking on my mind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in the grind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in behind
Asking out a girl she be looking hella fine
Tracking all my money they be really hard to find
Telling her a poem she be asking if it rhymes
Comme de garçons on a party spilling wine
Ey
Craft in this shit
Ey, ey
Task in this shit they be tasking on my mind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in the grind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in behind
Asking out a girl she be looking hella fine
Tracking all my money they be really hard to find
Telling her a poem she be asking if it rhymes
Comme de garçons on a party spilling wine
Craft, craft, craft, there's no masking in the lean
Craft, craft, craft, they've been making a machine
Craft, craft, craft, there's no masking in the lean
Bought some new sneakers they be looking hella clean
Sitting watching TV, there's my face on the screen
I just called her out, but she's an addict on the beans
Be writing down some lyrics people asking what it means
I don't want to brag but I have the perfect genes
I don't want to lie, so I'm not a fiend
They be looking down on me cause I'm a teen
CI starting to get fat he needs to eat some greens
What is real love? I don't know what that means
Lying for the fame you're just making a scene
Task in this shit they be tasking on my mind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in the grind
Craft in this shit there's no masking in behind
Asking out a girl she be looking hella fine
Tracking all my money they be really hard to find
Telling her a poem she be asking if it rhymes
Comme de garçons on a party spilling wine
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Writer(s): Emil Wadenhammar
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