3.7 ft. Lil Crevm Lyrics

I been flying for a while

Blast off on my space ship

Yea we pullin up right now

Pray that imma make it

I got 3.7 miles till my destination

Move how I'm supposed to move

Imma Make it make sense

I been riding wit my crew

Trap is never vacant

One thing that we never do

Is give out information

Had to break down all rules

For all niggas faking yea

Don't question the method

Only thing u know is we commin

I'm gone swang if u in my lane

They be moving to slow keep goin

Ez Tag pushin up fast

We ain't gotta pay no toll today

Get in my bag

Fuck all the nagggin

In the past tense

Imma pass

You in the back

Stay in the back

We in front

Spittin da facts

Whip n I dash

Pray to lord I don't crash

I just been formin my path

Giving him thanks

imma grab the wheel and slash

Sealin the pack

N I keep Concealed don't ask

Whats in my lap N I won't reveal

Its what I feel

N such It's real

No fucks to build

Da Bob's will jack

The jills

The chills

The thrills

The mills to count

Don't give a fuck bout bill

Accounts amounts

I Roll n I ride n im out

No time to sit on da couch

I will not ask for a vouch

He not my bro if he slouch

It's time to leave out the house

She hop in da whip wit her blouse

Again

She's not a friend

Is more for sure

So not pretend

I will defend

That's till the end

The wheel will spin

We will transcend

I been flying for a while

Blast off on my space ship

Yea we pullin up right now

Pray that imma make it

I got 3.7 miles till my destination

Move how I'm supposed to move

Imma Make it make sense

I been riding wit my crew

Trap is never vacant

One thing that we never do

Is give out information

Had to break down all rules

For all niggas faking

Know the real ones riding with me way past we gone make it

Yeah they dying for some clout

While my shit be word to mouth

I ain't talk to y'all ina minute

But somehow y'all know about the CREVM

Peeping on the boi

Yeah I know y'all watching me

Shoutout to my homies making beats across the seas

And it's all good

Vibing with my boi Logan green

They aiming at us but ain't good enough Touch these g's

Thas why they mad why they mad

I chunk the deuce I know they envy me

With my bag bag

I fuck some shit up beneficially

Twisting up this doja

Tryna make a couple commas

Im living in the days where I can't give into no drama

Make a couple million then I give it to my mama

I been had the foot up on the pedal

What they think can stop us

Im on a one feeling with a runway

Cause one day we gon run that shit up all the way

Im ona run way feeling like a one way

Cause one day we gon run tha shit up all the way

I been flying for a while

Blast off on my space ship

Yea we pullin up right now

Pray that imma make it

I got 3.7 miles till my destination

Move how I'm supposed to move

Imma Make it make sense

I been riding wit my crew

Trap is never vacant

One thing that we never do

Is give out information

Had to break down all rules

For all niggas faking

Know the real ones riding with me way past we gone make