Young Cracka
Is an introduction really necessary for someone we all know so well?
Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch
Huh, put down the pencils and picked up a couple stick
Huh, 'cause I ain't go to jail, huh, that makes me a bitch (okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch
Huh, went to text my girl, I almost hit my opp's line (yeah)
Thought 'bout pussy and he was the first to come to mind
Hey, sent a booty call, I told him slide for the night (skay skay)
He came quick but caught a clip instead of something white (brrrah)
He was a underground rapper, he secured his spot
My demon took his life and he was buried by my pops (uh-huh)
And twelve is paid off, so if you call the fucking cops
Ha, they gon' turn their body cameras off
Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch (yeah I'm back up in this bitch)
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
Huh, 'cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch (what, o-okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch
Like think you fucked me over after I paid you in full (nuh-uh)
Till I take your eyes out and fuck the holes in your skull (uh, uh, uh)
No moths in my closet, but I got holes in my wool
'Cause I pop through my pocket and pretend it's all good, hah
I don't play games like the coach hate me
"Fuck you, pay me" that's what I been on lately
Like I'm Ja with the heat 'cause I don't got no gun safety
I'm allowed to buy an AR in the A, it's fucking crazy (uh-oh)
Y'all the type to shoot in day and run on feet
Me, my crime is organized to a T
YN's can't compete, boy, I'm a YC
Copped a mansion out in Buckhead, y'all know where to find me (motherfucker)
Pops is a killer, word to Fivi, that's what he said
Think this gangster shit a lie? Fuck 'round and see then
Why would I leak where I reside when they want me dead?
I hope they try, been fiending to up my street cred (baow)
Young cracka and I been started this shit (bitch on this shit)
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
Wait, 'cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch (what, okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch (hah)
Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch
Huh, put down the pencils and picked up a couple stick
Huh, 'cause I ain't go to jail, huh, that makes me a bitch (okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch
Huh, went to text my girl, I almost hit my opp's line (yeah)
Thought 'bout pussy and he was the first to come to mind
Hey, sent a booty call, I told him slide for the night (skay skay)
He came quick but caught a clip instead of something white (brrrah)
He was a underground rapper, he secured his spot
My demon took his life and he was buried by my pops (uh-huh)
And twelve is paid off, so if you call the fucking cops
Ha, they gon' turn their body cameras off
Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch (yeah I'm back up in this bitch)
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
Huh, 'cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch (what, o-okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch
Like think you fucked me over after I paid you in full (nuh-uh)
Till I take your eyes out and fuck the holes in your skull (uh, uh, uh)
No moths in my closet, but I got holes in my wool
'Cause I pop through my pocket and pretend it's all good, hah
I don't play games like the coach hate me
"Fuck you, pay me" that's what I been on lately
Like I'm Ja with the heat 'cause I don't got no gun safety
I'm allowed to buy an AR in the A, it's fucking crazy (uh-oh)
Y'all the type to shoot in day and run on feet
Me, my crime is organized to a T
YN's can't compete, boy, I'm a YC
Copped a mansion out in Buckhead, y'all know where to find me (motherfucker)
Pops is a killer, word to Fivi, that's what he said
Think this gangster shit a lie? Fuck 'round and see then
Why would I leak where I reside when they want me dead?
I hope they try, been fiending to up my street cred (baow)
Young cracka and I been started this shit (bitch on this shit)
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
Wait, 'cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch (what, okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch (hah)
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