Lyrics:
the rain comes and causes floods
My clear waters will overrun your murky mud
Washing up all that crusty crud you dummy fucks
Could ever make or merely muster
a stone like Thanos did
Diamond in the rough the perfect pick
She my lil gem my amethyst
Went to Istanbul to hit it on the Ottoman
They said leave the crud
cheap man this life ain't fair
Man we gon smoke alot of crud we gon put it in the air
Man this life ain't cheap man this life ain't fair
We gon smoke
What is that that you smokin? that is not the crud
What is that, that you showing? that Is not the love
What is that, that you on? that is not what's
But I told her only want the crud
Just want all of dat CRUD
She just wanna fuck in da ass
I aint got time fo dat
Hit the road
Go get dat cash
One day
he caught em with no Heat
And made em catch a cold
Yea
So how you living
Thug?
Just got another bag from Sosa
This some different crud
We at the spot
Man are like wait till I catch you
Catch me better catch bus
C r u d
Mans on crud
Too much dirt it’s mud
Man get splashed and rushed
I might gun lean
heart half of your stresses
You are just a snakey lover, lover, lover
You're just on crud don’t bother, bother bother
You are an opp no wonder wonder,
got me stuck
Bitch I'm just tryna get some lean, in some cup
Bitch ain't no comin in between me and the crud
Bitch stop talking bout you seen me in
96 murders in my city
Already
Niggas goon crud
Or u talkin to them ppl
Head full steam
Meet the iron of the eagle
It's wild
How your own partnas
Can
Imma hustler
All around money getter
Out the mud smoking crud
They wasn’t fuckin wit me
Yea
Imma hustler
All around money getter
Out the mud
Off the liquor
So I drive slow
And the crud got my eyes low
They said how long you gon live
I'm like how the hell would I know
My mind been lost for
And I don't share it with her
Awwoo
Creeping through the crud
Creeping through the crud
Crawl inside that zit and sleep
Crawl inside that zit and sleep
chow
While using the force
To force feed himself
He's getting kicked in the mud
Scapegoat of the crud
If only people knew
The best side job a crab could
what I be blowing
Hit a nigga bitch without the matrimony or a mattress homie
Yeah I'm dumb lit on some young shit
Smoking crud in a Dutch blunt out
to the D, took them hoes to Belle Isle
Rolled up some crud, hoe said she smell loud
She said can she cop, I said I'm finna sell out
How much you throwing, she
down on the regs
That's how I know streamers
Work for da feds
I'm on love they love crud instead
Of crashing go and stack this bread
Fire allie you
you're on crud
You only want me when I'm fucked up
But lately I been on my own stuff
My daddy macking on my own tip
Self tracking on a grown tip
But you
the night shift I ain't going to the club
Bitch I got a dope roll of the thirties and the crud
Fell in love with ringtones run it up run it up
High speed
cause that crud's toxic
I'm a nice guy
Uh, take you home and cook you rice guy
Hold your hand, make you smile
Once or twice guy, ay
I'm a gangsta that's
Cuz said he want some crud, get em right away
Caught a body now I'm fleeing like I'm Tay-K
If you shortened my bread I'll up this AK
I'm just talkin
Cuz said he want some crud, get em right away
Caught a body now I'm fleeing like I'm Tay-K
If you shortened my bread I'll up this AK
I'm just talkin
Christ in the city, yeah
If you was born without sight, I can give you prayer
Trying to pray my way to heaven, I seen hell
I seen a crud on the bottom
I ride with my niggas, I ride with my blood
I was stuck in the gutter, I got through the crud
No love for bitches, there's none that I trust
I gotta
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