Ｃｒｅｄｏ Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, get it, get it

Ayy, fuck the lack of love, they hollerin

I'm feelin' hearts hollowin

I'm Dumile every day

Except for Halloween, haunted hall

Harmonies are harmin' me

Ain't no lines of poverty

Mama worked at SC

Call me Cosby, commonly

Gettin' punked in the dumps, punch trunk

Highest, don't give a fuck

Off a

Pryin at my pride had to build it up

With the work

Desires at of thirst

Who wants the worst

The art of hate is on the canvas

Various vandals who vanish

Thinkin' Louvre, I'ma meh it

Milan moves, no sense of fashion

Pink gator shoe dreams, I'm a dabble

Mental notes in my handy-dandy

Clued by the boys in blue

Either one of the two

I shake em' with a one-liner, uh

A, B, C, testing

One, two, three, yo

Testing, testing

Choices multiply

Act on what's sat beside me

Choices multiply

Act on what's say beside me

A, B, C, testing

Testing

One, two, three, nigga

Testing, testing

Choices multiply

Act on what's sat beside me

Choices multiply

Act on what's sat beside me

Who the fuck is you

Best to get out of my face with your bullshit

Yo, I got a lot to do

You best to learn your place with your bullshit

Yo, you messin' with my mood

Best find a space on the moon for your bullshit

You the type to shit next to your food

Ooh, want some rude shit

Look, cold-blooded and I love it

Open eyes, who I like

Not a goddamn one of you

As to the summit, it's to the plummet

As it all works out, as to all incoming

I'm hermetic about my money, ain't no plan ruined

Speak no evil, ain't no lip moving

You hear no evil, see no evil

Nowadays we execute it