โหลดเพลง mp3 Crush A Lot - Lil Baby

Crush A Lot (Explicit) - Lil Baby
Lyrics by：Dominique Jones/Chris Rosser
Composed by：Dominique Jones/Chris Rosser
Produced by：Quay Global
Cook that s**t up
Quay
I can't f**k with shawty know she'll tell
Slim s**t 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
F**k the law
Make 'em earn what they pay 'em
Ain't no back and forth with no b***hes
Ain't tinted
Rolls royce truck b***h it ain't rented
And they braggin' 'bout b***hes
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 s**t 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 n***as talk like b***hes
See what they be 'bout
I can't f**k with shawty know she'll tell
Slim s**t 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
F**k 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 s**t 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 n***a 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 n***as every time
I can't f**k with shawty
Know she'll tell
Slim s**t 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
F**k the law make 'em earn what they pay 'em
Pay 'em