Cracked (feat. S-Quiar)
NFE Gee
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Bitch I get money Half of these niggas is funny Whip off my nose like its running Half of these niggas is buming Before I slid north used to stare at the mirror like damn I was slumming Uh bitch I got money Here take 100k Sike Like I'm about to finance a dummy You cunning like honey Nigga you sticky You look like the president Shit you was running Used to interrupt teach so I could slide to the bathroom And take a few hits off the fiend vice A lot of these niggas claim loyal but at the end of the day They gone rat like some mean mice They be hitting me up for some shit that I purchased before But you ratted wont need twice I'm not gonna stay around niggas who outed my dawgs F*ck on with that be nice They be asking for digits I'm running a business I ain't got no time for no street fights Better call all your midgets cause you'll need a witness When all of your niggas get beat twice Yea I got dreadlocks Iced out my wrist but before I saw bedrock Rock bottom niggas can't get on a Ted talk Rock bottom niggas put you in a headlock Feel like I'm lucky my shake is a shamrock Guns on the table I'm taking the hand glock Shorty get dick I don't care what her mans on Don't call me an asshole go stupid like Handcock Leaving the bed Checking the clock every minute I ain't tryna be with this bitch Sleep wit the feds Piggies be thinking I'm cappin cause I got a brand new Patek Like bitch I get money Get to the chicken like Sony Clap on her on cake she got dummy Falling over nigga clumsy Ballin over niggas money's Yea he got bugs like he bunny Sticky ass fingers like honey Aim for his brains got him running I get dark its never sunny Incapable to find the funny But capable to get the money Hold up ima go stupid right quick Said you was painting a picture I looked at your canvas that nigga was making a list Said you was making a mixture I listened my nigga it ain't even properly mixed Said you was reading the scripture Then nigga remember the lines cause I wrote the script Said you was drinking elixir than where are your powers at nigga cause you still a bitch Give me the name of your sister I know you don't miss her that's why she gon suck on my dick My nigga you giving me blisters I ain't gonna diss her just letting her tickle the tip Tickle the tip Shit that was fire this bitch got me bustin in under a minute Under a minute like where is the time in this bitch Can't stay with the killers gone die in the bitch My mom said keep working I'm trying this bitch If you say you gone ride don't lie in this bitch Flipped all the bags I know there's questions that you want to ask Don't make it slow I can only go fast Intelligent I did not need COVID to pass In Harrowgate you get the f*ck lit On the real gotta watch who you f*ck wit Came out of school straight to the bucket Ditched the fools They weren't real I said f*ck it When you out in the streets gotta tuck it Cops be tryna fry a nigga like nuggets F*ck the police, niggas packing like luggage Doing all the niggas the roughest Call some niggas lick They giving lip till I pull up they get hit like one Yo bitch on my dick She fill of shit Said I'm the bomb bitch I tick like one I was 16 w three different jobs Stuck to the paper like corn on the cob Fishing for hustles like hooks on a cod Staying in my lane and praying to god I'm praying to god You don't want smoke w that pole it go crazy You move wrong SQ and I laying the rod I seen a nigga mac on a bitch who was his best friends ex Now I'm just saying that's odd You go against code then you not a bro Just a bitch Anything you say I'm claiming it's fraud We claiming its fraud I'm not into fraud Get your ass clapped with this round of applause I knew when dissed it was all a trick Thinkin your piss don't stink Friendship was all just an act It's okay I'm in my bag If my bag were shoes shits would be yeezys your bag is the Shaqs Bitch in my dms she wanna get steaks You payin Cuz I got ramen in packs She know I got bread now that's why she asked F*ck that fake bitch they call you when you gotta stack Expect me to buy you some diamonds if thats the case Give me pink panther I need it like Jacques Y'all don't know struggle my life's been a hustle You think it's a joke when I say "cuz I'm black" Walk thru the store w my hands in my pockets They on my ass faster than bolt on the track Not nearly as fast as the haters gone turn to some fans Before I was ass now I'm cracked
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