CRUSH

Yeah
It's WISE season bitch
Listen
Yeah
She gave me a rush
Second that she walked up in the room I saw her blush
I think she wanna touch
I think I got a crush
Second that she walked up in the room I saw her blush
I think she wanna touch
I think gotta crush
Hit it so hard from the back I left her walking with a crutch
All my plays are clutch
You doin' too much
Pillow talking not for me you know I keep it hush
Pillow talking not for me you know I keep it
Yeah
Yeah
The condo on Bay I don't stay at the Ritz
I been at the table just counting my chips
I've taken a gamble I hope that it flips
I told you I'm no longer fallin' for tricks
I been in the studio making the hits
It took me a min but I got it to click
Bitch
So how could you blame me
Send a subliminal they never name me
I'm done with games, no I never changed
You know that I still been the same me
If he got a problem we might leave him pushing up Daisies
Them boys got a bark thats bigger than their bite
It sounding like they suffer from rabies
I sleep in the day and awake in the night
That's when I catch a vibe and go crazy
I look up to the greats
I was born in the 90's but sound like I come from the 80's
Bitch I wasn't born yesterday
This a'int the first that somebody has tried to play me
Speaking down on my name like you think this a game
But I ain't gonna let that shit phase me
She gave me a rush
Second that she walked up in the room I saw her blush
I think she wanna touch
I think I got a crush
Second that she walked up in the room I saw her blush
I think she wanna touch
I think gotta crush
Yeah
Baby don't rush, I just wanna talk
Im kidding I really just came here to fuck
The way that she move, the way that she walk
The titties she bought, I think I'm in luck
She giving me looks, I think that I'm hooked
I'm reading her mind like book
I know she a fan, and sick of her man, just needed a bit of push
You think you can fuck?
But she just a flirt
Hop in the wagon get left in the dirt
Over to mine and she droppin' her skirt
Over to mine she making it twerk
Open my mind up I don't need no percs
I'm back on the road taking hold of the wheel
Remember my face, remember my name
But don't hit my phone, when I get a deal
I got some friends, who been to the pen
But follow a code, they never would squeal
Dirt on my lens, I needed to cleanse
This shit ain't pretend, I do it for real
Hop on the boat and then head to the Bluffs
Back to the shore and then into the trucks
It's been a year since I thought I was stuck
Until
She gave me a rush
Second that she walked up in the room I saw her blush
I think she wanna touch
I think I got a crush
Second that she walked up in the room I saw her blush
I think she wanna touch
I think gotta crush



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Writer(s): Jordan Wisenberg
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