Cr33d lyrics

[Verse 1: 1942 Leel]
Ooohh, we bout to f*ck the city up
Jonboi jus touchdown im bout to pick him up
sh*t i passed on that b*tch she wasn't thick enough
You can't hit none of my hoes you ain't rich enough
Bro jus popped a perk he said he need a pick me up
Drink Anejo like some lean I can't kick the cup
Left the airport went to lenox
Brodie said 5 ain't sh*t I brought 10 and still spent it
Brought the business card with me sh*t got no limit
Stumble out the club I'm too drunk got no vision
Threw wood the keys like bro you gotta whip it
He don't got no L's but my n*gga did it

[Hook: 1942 Leel]
Ay, drink anejo like some lean
Bro had a bad day he popped a bean
These b*tches tight still got 10 in my jeans
Bro smokin gas swear that sh*t smell like Creed
Ay, drink Anejo like some lean
Bro had a bad day he popped a bean
These b*tches tight still got 10 in my jeans
Bro smokin gas swear that sh*t smell like Creed

[Verse 2: Damjonboi]
Live like the old Em b*tch I'm a renegade
Took shot Anejo chase it with the lemonade
Walk around with 20 thousand big boy knot
Slap a 30 on this b*tch that a big boy Glock
Get back to the city blood put a plug on me
Hell naw this sh*t ain't cheap I spent a dub on it
Big desert eagle n*gga f*ck your high point
Met a redbone b*tch in Little Five Points
Im G. Hill in the 90's boy this history
Headed to the club I got another n*gga b*tch with me
My hands been kinda clean but it been a minute
Me and trap in that 550 with the windows tinted