Crooks Lyrics

I rock designer but still got my crooks shit

Honest, I wanted that shit, so I took it

We hit a lick, split and we booked it

Watch on the block cause the cops so crooked

Big stepper, couldn't guess where my foot is

Salt-n-pepa, shordy want me to push it

Hop in the studio, you know we cooking

Hop off the porch in the drip and they looking

Chalk up the score, bro assist and I slam it

I never slip, hit a lick and I vanish

Brandish the flick, bitch imma bandit

Bitch imma king, I could get you banished

Wrist look like the land of Atlantis

I got the drop, I got the advantage

Why you still talking? Bitch, can it

Only shordy that I trust in is Brandy

This for the goons, don't fuck with the family

I know the opps can't stand me

So why do they stan me

Fuck up a check, mix dex in the Fanta

Rat ass kids wanna see me in handcuffs

They gonna diss while I'm getting my bands up

And no I ain't pulling my pants up

I rock designer but still got my crooks shit

Honest, I wanted that shit, so I took it

We hit a lick, split and we booked it

Watch on the block cause the cops so crooked

Big stepper, couldn't guess where my foot is

Salt-n-pepa, shordy want me to push it

Hop in the studio, you know we cooking

Hop off the porch in the drip and they looking

Woke up as me, it's a good morning

But I need more chains and I need more rings

Forecast: more rain, drip just pouring

Still do dirt in my thrift store Jordans

And I get bored if it ain't bout Bordens

These kids talking like informants

Kid go clock in at Tim Hortons

Make my coffee, you ain't important

Lean like a fiend, Cobain with the morphine

But got no Love like Courtney

Locked in the booth like a quarantine

Rock a fortune in ice and some foreign jeans

Didn't think that I'd be here at fourteen

I ain't ever had court dreams

But my bros scoring like a sports team

I rock designer but still got my crooks shit

Honest, I wanted that shit, so I took it

We hit a lick, split and we booked it

Watch on the block cause the cops so crooked

Big stepper, couldn't guess where my foot is

Salt-n-pepa, shordy want me to push it

Hop in the studio, you know we cooking

Hop off the porch in the drip and they looking