Crook Season ft. Water Walkas Lyrics

The television news industry has understandably been stunned at these murders

Reporters and photographers know that there are risks associated with the job

but of course this was something totally out of the blue

Long slack, then I hit the shimmy, tearing up the tongue pipe

I ain't gon' hold you, put your own life on the line like I would fold you

This ain't that, this is that, your jaw glass, get it clapped

Put that pressure on them, doctors gon' have to put some pressure on it

They say that pressure bust pipes, don't it

We on time and it's the right moment

In Mikasa with my amigos, sippin' on Casamigos

Red cups and splits, chomped off the whip, don't force it

Chomped on the drip, we are not the same, why you tryin', nigga

Click clack, I knocked the mane off a lion, nigga

Crook season, don't get caught up in the blizzard

I checked your temperature, your balls isn't frigid

I grew in the real form and evolved on the pivot

It's all about perspective and you think you're wrong

Who you was gon' turn on me like you had your blinkers on

I can tell you this though, this a all neck, all wrist flow

I can see you clearly like you sittin' in a fishbowl

We get you niggas hot, but I'm cookin' with that Crisco

Dark doors to dark realities

People that through darks turn to casualties

Think that we embellished, we chokin' faction leads

Schooled at the hard knocks, now we the faculty

Stop playin' with me, my pops gone and he bangin' with me

Demon time, but what's different? I got a angel with me

I'm too sturdy, how you gon' tangle with me

Come and see about me

Nigga, I'm on your ass like PSG

Bitch, I'm on your ass like Fenty

How many bars, that's plenty

Overload, hands on the cheek, she home alone

Don't call my phone, it ain't about business, then leave me alone

Cook season