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Crew (全体船员) (Explicit) - GoldLink/Brent Faiyaz/Shy Glizzy
Written by：D'Anthony Carlos/Teddy Walton

She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man

But I was stunting all like last week
Tell me where have you been

You came out of hiding girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank

Bet against a real a** ni**a with a sick a** mouth
And a slick a** flow
Catch-a-bullet-'round-me-ni**a and a player when
I'm comin' for the kitty I'm a fool goddamn
Do it for my *s in the ghost right there
Do it for my *s in the ghost right now
*s got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills
And it wasn't for the boy right now
Goddamn what a time what a year

Feel what them young boys feel

I kill never been killed that's real no lies
You can tell that from our pulse right now
Bet you wanna f**k me now

Bet you wanna love me down
Girl you can't tie me down like Ray J said
Boy no I'm down

Trigger ni**a show me something
Shake it like you owe me something
Pushin' on the p**sy like a button
Came four times fifth time you bustin'
Still gettin' rowdy in the function
B**ches on my dick like it's nothing
Everywhere I go now always got sh*t pumpin' jumpin' jumpin' jumpin' down
Hey nice to meet I'm like hey ay who you be
Got the beast in Southeast thousands clappin' to this beat
She invite me to her crib I walk in she seem naive
She said but I live in the hills
B**ch that's just the way I sleep
Stop that madness I'm a savage
In traffic with Marquis
Baddest b**ch and she Spanish
I fly here like y'all are peasants
We get nasty I'm her daddy
Does she know a ni**a ain't average
Ain't nothing wrong with fake asses
B**ch turn around let's make magic
I'm geekin' uh huh I'm on it
Don't look at me like you want it
Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin'
In fourth down we ain't puntin' it
Can't clock this Glock all on the cake
Come in without a permit
This sh*t really a jungle real as an anaconda
She see money all around me
I look like I'm the man

But I was stunting all like last week
Tell me where have you been

You came out of hiding girl
Don't act like I'm your man
You just a fan you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank