SELLIN CRACK Lyrics
Yea, gotta win back my junkies
I’m makin music like I’m sellin crack (Yea)
I’m in the club with that fye and dancing around like I’m Ja Morant (yea)
This n**** get out of line with his gang he gon fuck around and die with his camp
I’m on a 14 hour flight overseas I’m gon’ sit back and try to get a nap
I’m on the way overseas doing shows for 400
While these n***** that hate got no money
Yea by myself outta state with my glizzy
Yea know first n**** play I’m gon bun him
Yea I remember makin plays for four onions
Yea I remember the days they wasn’t with me
Like my uncle Ray say Mississippi before I got
Gotta take me one with me
Please don’t tell me that you lackin’
You gon fuck around get ya ass caught out of bounds
Now clean ’em up, go get a napkin
If ya eatin’ then go pay ya taxes (Yea)
Came a long way from sharing beds with big brother had to sleep on the floor on a mattress
And if I can keep it up I’m goin’ platinum
Again n**** believe that
Gotta win back my junkies
I’m makin music like I’m sellin crack (Yea)
I’m in the club with that fye and dancing around like I’m Ja Morant (yea)
This n**** get out of line with his gang he gon fuck around and die with his camp
I’m on a 14 hour flight overseas I’m gon sit back and try to get a nap
Yea I’ma sit back on this bitch try get some sleep
I’m trying to get a billion
You trying to get a freak
I ran into her she tryna to get me
I didn’t do it couldn’t find time to speak
Vibe to my music when I’m out of reach
Y’all n***** students guess I gotta teach
N***** don’t play with this shit that’s on me
I put my name on this shit I’m on G
Ain’t comin off of that shit if I’m somewhat involved then them n***** gon pay for that fee
I just ran out of gas in my Rolls Royce wasn’t paying attention and didn’t know the tank was on E
Gotta talk fast when you talking to a n**** with some motion ’cause he always got places to be
And I’ma have the last laugh if it ain’t what you mothafuckas thinkin then ok just stay focused let’s see
Gotta win back my junkies
I’m makin music like I’m sellin crack (Yea)
I’m in the club with that fye and dancing around like I’m Ja Morant (yea)
This n**** get out of line with his gang he gon fuck around and die with his camp
I’m on a 14 hour flight overseas I’m gon sit back and try to get a nap
I’m sending packs to the north off the rip (nah)
Dope boy shit Air one’s with the fit
Don’t pop my shit double R with the kit
She ain’t never been with a star no pics
Servin ’em splurging em I’m watching my back
I’m observant trunk full of birdies makin me nervous
Louis V this one Virgil
This bitch bad I curve her
Hop in the Lamb I speed
I call it the crawler, the green centipede
Get a bow and let it go in the street
Get some more, let it grow like a seed
Cock it or pop it I made me a profit
The plug is a socket the wrist is on aqua
Somebody get him nobody can stop him
Guaranteed get back somebody gon’ pop him
Gotta win back my junkies
I’m makin music like I’m sellin crack (Yea)
I’m in the club with that fye and dancing around like I’m Ja Morant (yea)
This n**** get out of line with his gang he gon fuck around and die with his camp
I’m on a 14 hour flight overseas I’m gon sit back and try to get a nap, bitch