tough ft. 1crusafix & crusey Lyrics

Cutter on my waist

Money come in fat stacks

Keep it in a safe

I know you don't have that

People actin tough, I know they not bout that

Blowin up w crusey and we knowing that you're mad mad

Cutter on my waist

Money come in fat stacks

Keep it in a safe

I know you don't have that

People actin tough, I know they not bout that

Blowin up w crusey and we knowing that you're mad mad

I got drugs (Wait, fuck)

In my backpack

I've been fucked up

Talkin shit on me, pop a hater like a chug jug

Then I steal his info

Pull up with akimbos

Bullet through his temple

You can meet this pistol

Pop an Adderal, he can't breathe and then he fall

I've been smoking pack, pack, pack, I can't feel at all

Big ass fuckin' choppa on me, come get this shit back in blood

I know that I'm number 1

Call my phone, won't pick it up

Can't keep wasting time talking to people that wish they was us

Feel like w1ll, you outta luck

Talk that talk, can't back it up

Find where he stay then stab his guts

Two glocks on me, imma let em off

I'm with 1crusafix, pull up bitch, bitch I stay on go

Go, go, they be talkin' down, imma leave em cold

I'm with cld, I can't fold

I-I-I-I I don't really know

I-I-in the dark, bitch I'm posted with the mold

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, why, why, why u mad mad

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, pull up with a tac, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, why, why, why u mad mad

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, pull up with a tac, oh

Cutter on my waist

Money come in fat stacks

Keep it in a safe

I know you don't have that

People actin tough, I know they not bout that

Blowin up w crusey and we knowing that you're mad mad

Cutter on my waist

Money come in fat stacks

Keep it in a safe

I know you don't have that

People actin tough, I know they not bout that

Blowin' up w crusey and we knowing that you're mad mad

Cutter on my waist

Money come in fat stacks

Keep it in a safe

I know you don't have that

People actin' tough, I know they not bout that

Blowin' up w crusey and we knowing that you're mad mad