sl*t Cracker lyrics

Verse One:
Spike

If I f*ck I need a check, (?) (?)
Umma let you f*ck me on the jet
Come and give me neck
Umma let you f*ck me in the Benz
Gotta spend them ends
If he ain't got a check I'm off of him
Time to get his friends
Said he want a hood b*tch, I wish you would b*tch
Make that n*gga spend them dollars like he think he could b*tch
Why your ex wanna fight me?
Babymama don't like me
Tee'd up? b*tch I might be
That's the Gucci sh*t
He buy me Gucci sh*t
Never in the Gucci store but got on Gucci flips
pus*y so good when I leave he catch a fit
pus*y so tight til da (?) (?) fit

Hook:
pus*y so good I might eat the b*tch
He said the pus*y so good I might need the b*tch
Beat the pus*y beat the pus*y up
Umma beat the pus*y up beat the pus*y up

Verse Two:
Champ

Im f*cken lit is you sucking di*k?
Tell me off the rip
I don't want to waste time b*tch
Bullsh*t we can skip
I wanna hit I got dope di*k
Come and get a fix
Umma beat it umma beat it
I'm a drummer with the sticks
Young fly n*gga give a f*ck about a thotty
I just wanna walk around the party selling Molly
Jumping out the Lex made a million with the thotty
(?)???) Make a killing with a Goddess
No need to flee the scene you know I'm innocent your honor
Yeah she stripping but I might be catching feelings for your daughter
You might've seen me mobbing with the killers and the robbers
But I'm just tryna eat like I'm chilling at Carrabba's

Hook:
pus*y so good I might eat the b*tch
He said the pus*y so good I might need the b*tch
Beat the pus*y beat the pus*y up
Umma beat the pus*y up beat the pus*y up

Spike:
f*ck me on the counter
f*ck me in the shower
f*ck me smoking sour
Can you f*ck me on the counter
f*ck me in the shower
f*ck me smoking sour
Can you twerk it for me?
Twerk it for me? (For me)