Crete x CBFW* lyrics
by Concrete Boys
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
... n*ggas cracked, they just got money, I been doing this sh*t damn near ten years
M Ticket on my wrist
I'm on these drugs like Peters (Yee)
These n*ggas is pus*y, I hope that they die (What?)
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[Interlude: Veeze]
Like Boat said, n*gga, you don't like this sh*t, n*gga, outrap us (Hahaha)
[Verse 2: Veeze]
My life just like the mob (Yeah)
Can't f*ck with us, but he tried (Duh)
Off Tesla, I'm itchin' out (Shh)
My fridge like "I'm prescribed"
n*gga, is you rich or not, we ready to watch the .45
Havin' convos with my stash, it's gettin' so deep, I'm 'bout to cry
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[Verse 3: 42 Dugg]
I walk in sippin' on purp', can't lie these karats hurtin'
You could tell by the cup I'm sippin' all my b*tches did me dirty
They can't f*ck with me, I see it
On a jet with no ID
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[Verse 4: Rylo Rodriguez]
... put a ho on a block list [?]
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Catch in the hood, you get sent on a meteor [?] time to play
n*gga, don't try this car, we gon' put sh*t on the news like Nancy Grace
[?] it went too bad, walked out with a snotty face
n*gga had to say [?] cooperate
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