Crush A Lot(Clean)

作词:Chris Rosser,Dominique Jones

作曲:Chris Rosser,Dominique Jones

所属专辑:Street Gossip

歌词

歌曲名 Crush A Lot(Clean)

歌手名 Lil Baby

作词:Dominique Jones+Chris Rosser

作曲:Dominique Jones+Chris Rosser

Cook that up

I can't with shawty know she'll tell

Slim look like Draya Michele

I been goin' crazy givin' 'em hell

She ain't tryna go with me I'ma pay her

I crush a lot baby girl I'm a player

Connect the dots then I plug up the scale

If we get caught they gon' give me the chair

the law Make 'em earn what they pay 'em

Ain't no back and forth with no

Ain't tinted

Rolls royce truck it ain't rented

And they braggin' 'bout

I promise we hit 'em

I flooded my wrist let the bros split a million

At this point I'm heartless I ain't got no feelings

Buy every building in the hood for my children

Like a Drake song got your vibe feelin' groovy

With no phone we can make us a movie

I ain't in my bag I still got my feet out

If we wanted smoke with y'all you couldn't be out

Free the bros buy my off the kiosk

I'm at the vibe with the spot this the creep house

Lil' shawty suck it like she just took her teeth out

Five percent tint on the whip you can't see out

Ready to set it off

Queen Latifah

These talk like

See what they be 'bout

I can't with shawty know she'll tell

Slim look like Draya Michele

I been goin' crazy givin' 'em hell

She ain't tryna go with me I'ma pay her

I crush a lot baby girl I'm a player

Connect the dots then I plug up the scale

If we get caught they gon' give me the chair

the law make 'em earn what they pay 'em

Ain't no complaining money coming in

Put it all up do it all again

First you get a mil' then it's times ten

Youngest out the crew AMG Benz

Stand up like a man take it on the chin

They got consequences in this life of sin

Laugh about it go in Gucci spend a ten

When you come home we gon' all win

Go in any club and make it thunderstorm

This reckless

He gon' knock you off with his Rollie on

Drive the Rolls Royce like a hotbox

Really came from nothin'

Only ride with my security because

I can't be armed

Can't get caught with another gun

They gon' know me when I'm gone

They hear my pain inside my songs

It's like a switch I cut it on

Pills kick in gettin' in my zone

Do my job ain't see no wrong

I'm never talkin' on them phones

Feds gon' try to do us wrong

Man they got my long

Lately I just been alone

My cup my strap this microphone

Nobody know what's goin' on

Just glad I made it off the road

Granddaddy showed me life is a gamble

Ever since I been on them dice

They gon' suck it up like a bowl of rice

I'ma give it to them every time

I can't with shawty Know she'll tell

Slim look like Draya Michele

I been goin' crazy givin' 'em hell

She ain't tryna go with me I'ma pay her

I crush a lot baby girl I'm a player

Connect the dots then I plug up the scale

If we get caught they gon' give me the chair

the law make 'em earn what they pay 'em Pay 'em

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