Crossed (feat. EK)
I need me Zendaya
Why
So we can just shake it up
Yo niggas some Quakers
Why
They always acting tough
I drip more than Lakers
We steal like the Takers
I signed me a paper
Then start counting paper
I hit but won't date her
She want me to save her
She finna get fired I put her on wavers like damn
You only hate me cuz your hoe a fan
She singing my songs make you less of a man
She sellin her soul you not her only-fan
I'm popping like Crisco, you stuck in the pan
You whipping a rental my whip from Japan
I Tokyo Drift, Money Talk on the aux
My sip like yo spot they both on the rocks
Nigga, why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Uh
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Bitch
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Bitch I'm the hottest
I jump in a volcanos and swim in the lava
Then spit out some fire
Talk to the Tesla that puts it in drive
Tint is too dark can't even look inside
I stay in my lane cause I'm driving a Bentley
They try to catch up and tear they Achilles
Like why you on foot while I'm driving my vision
We shoot from a distance but still got precision
Locked in my feeling I'm feeling so crossed
Not lost cause my bank account is on boss
I'm at the top of the lofts
She going loft to loft
Ya bitch geeked off alcohol
Burn up an ounce and bounce
She said are you geeked nah baby I'm you know that I'm crossed
Buy her pearls like don't care what cost is
She said beat it from the back till we both exhausted
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Uh
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Bitch
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Whoa shawty swerving drinking vodka
Lemme drive before I die
Brodie whipping shit it's not a potluck
Drive the Mach 5 no speed racer
200 on the dash bitch see you later
Henny on the rocks I don't need a chaser
Faded so crossed I don't need a taper
Jesus on my cross I will never save her
Why
So we can just shake it up
Yo niggas some Quakers
Why
They always acting tough
I drip more than Lakers
We steal like the Takers
I signed me a paper
Then start counting paper
I hit but won't date her
She want me to save her
She finna get fired I put her on wavers like damn
You only hate me cuz your hoe a fan
She singing my songs make you less of a man
She sellin her soul you not her only-fan
I'm popping like Crisco, you stuck in the pan
You whipping a rental my whip from Japan
I Tokyo Drift, Money Talk on the aux
My sip like yo spot they both on the rocks
Nigga, why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Uh
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Bitch
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Bitch I'm the hottest
I jump in a volcanos and swim in the lava
Then spit out some fire
Talk to the Tesla that puts it in drive
Tint is too dark can't even look inside
I stay in my lane cause I'm driving a Bentley
They try to catch up and tear they Achilles
Like why you on foot while I'm driving my vision
We shoot from a distance but still got precision
Locked in my feeling I'm feeling so crossed
Not lost cause my bank account is on boss
I'm at the top of the lofts
She going loft to loft
Ya bitch geeked off alcohol
Burn up an ounce and bounce
She said are you geeked nah baby I'm you know that I'm crossed
Buy her pearls like don't care what cost is
She said beat it from the back till we both exhausted
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Uh
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Bitch
Nigga why you looking lost
I'ma jus spend give a fuck bout the cost
Don't hand me yo tape that shit getting tossed
I'm guarding AI am feeling so crossed
Whoa shawty swerving drinking vodka
Lemme drive before I die
Brodie whipping shit it's not a potluck
Drive the Mach 5 no speed racer
200 on the dash bitch see you later
Henny on the rocks I don't need a chaser
Faded so crossed I don't need a taper
Jesus on my cross I will never save her
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Writer(s): Samuel King
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