Crack
You just shook up the world
How's that feel
Eh, I'm not surprised motherfuckers
Who told y'all that Eff Aye can't rap
Who sold y'all that janky ass crack
Wachu smoking that got you thinking my shit ain't hot
All them xannys and perkys got you losing your top
Stick to Mary Jane and turn my shit up
I got rednecks bumping this in they pick up
I got rock stars picking they guitar picks up
Just to get a chance to jam with FAM and take a picture
Yeah nigga I'm nasty
Like Nas motherfucker I'm Nasty
Got bars guess I'm a little raspy
Got these labels rubbing on they hands like they shits ashy
(Cause why) They seeing money signs
Flow crazy lyrics a little asinine
Shaved head with no hesitation to pack a nine
I would bet on me too every motherfucking time
Yeah, you know it's true
Me and my daughter HOVA and Blue
and my son been had the keys to the Roc
And who the fuck needs a Queen B when you oh so cool
Yeah, shout out Domingo
Shout out to Dub and shout out to D, ho
Throwing these dollars up out the window
Wildin' cause no one promised tomorrow
That's just how I do it with my pack
Bunch of wolves and I ain't thinking twice to put them on my back
From the hood and I can't wait to put the city on the map
Like I just disovered land or something
Bitch I'm Chris Columbus stuntin'
Nigga my shit's fire
Shit's dope, my music can get you high
Don't choke, it's only some marijuana
He ain't know my shit was potent now look at him he's a goner
How's that feel
Eh, I'm not surprised motherfuckers
Who told y'all that Eff Aye can't rap
Who sold y'all that janky ass crack
Wachu smoking that got you thinking my shit ain't hot
All them xannys and perkys got you losing your top
Stick to Mary Jane and turn my shit up
I got rednecks bumping this in they pick up
I got rock stars picking they guitar picks up
Just to get a chance to jam with FAM and take a picture
Yeah nigga I'm nasty
Like Nas motherfucker I'm Nasty
Got bars guess I'm a little raspy
Got these labels rubbing on they hands like they shits ashy
(Cause why) They seeing money signs
Flow crazy lyrics a little asinine
Shaved head with no hesitation to pack a nine
I would bet on me too every motherfucking time
Yeah, you know it's true
Me and my daughter HOVA and Blue
and my son been had the keys to the Roc
And who the fuck needs a Queen B when you oh so cool
Yeah, shout out Domingo
Shout out to Dub and shout out to D, ho
Throwing these dollars up out the window
Wildin' cause no one promised tomorrow
That's just how I do it with my pack
Bunch of wolves and I ain't thinking twice to put them on my back
From the hood and I can't wait to put the city on the map
Like I just disovered land or something
Bitch I'm Chris Columbus stuntin'
Nigga my shit's fire
Shit's dope, my music can get you high
Don't choke, it's only some marijuana
He ain't know my shit was potent now look at him he's a goner
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Writer(s): Frederick Marmol
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