Cross me Lyrics

Better watch your step look left and right before you try to cross me

Guess I'm really him can't get the haters nor the bitches off me

Always in the stu that's prolly why they think I'm hella saucey

Acting like I'm grown that's prolly why they think I'm hella bossy

Hit her with my pole think i might've turned her to a stripper

Wiping my own nose I'm way too sick i think I need a tissue

Making my own gold unlike king midas look where magic get you

Streets is way too cold you wind up dead they treat you like a stencil

Extended mags on every pistol

Automatic brigade of missiles

Better prey that they never hit you

Have a you shrieking like a whistle

Not affiliated with that shit i just be spitting bars

But if you acting bold around the town you gone be seeing stars

Keeping it rolling

Hop in the whip and don't know where it's going

Might be a river i never stop flowing

Manipulate whether in summer it's snowing

Hand me the mic and that's when i start spazing

Speaking my peace that's ironically tragic

Flows hypnotic I always be snapping

Then back reality what the hell happened

How could they say that they fuck with the motion

Don't know what it is

Don't know it exist

Now they see me they wanna act diff

Toss them aside like a struggling spliff

Damn

Skating with the crew if it ain't that then we be driving cars

You ain't never seen me when I'm rapping you ain't seen a star

Better watch your step look left and right before you try to cross me

Guess I'm really him can't get the haters nor the bitches off me

Always asking what do i be doing but ain't never calling me

Might just type "ig" in all my text like bitch go head and follow me