I.Crawl (Explicit)

Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Who am I
Rec League  I ain't payin' to ball
Y'all B-string like a broke guitar
And I still put it down like the family dog
Yeah  I murder some  I murder one
Explain it all  Ferguson
We ain't gotta sing the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on
Yeah what you saying to it
Old money look new money go do it
Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey
And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty
At her Booty
What's the rationale
They wanna smoke a niggas when they Black & Mild
So we acting out
Ok cool
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue faced on a Tuesday
Can I have some
Niggas Be Like
Put a plus eighteen on that e-vite
And I said what I felt  no re-write
Nah nah  they can't hold me
June/July  drop something
I double dare you  I'm Marc Summers
I scorch winters  I burn autumns
Gut niggas  so Kurt Vonne
Elle Varner  got a crush on her
I gotta wait in line for that
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that
Too true like 2 Chainz
Blue Blood like he both gangs
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone
Where we were  kinda thing  betcha crawl  all alone