Crackin ft. Toosie Lyrics

Time to hit a play and I aint got no time to wait

I ain't hitting the road unless I got a blunt to face

I ain't hitting the bitch unless her coochie got a

I ain't hitting the bitch unless her coochie got a spray

Presidential rollie with the slime red face

When I dra the pistol, that mean niggas get erased

We can go to war, I brought grenades just in case

Yeah we play with guns, but these guns aint for play

Niggas in my city, they dying everyday

Get slimed for a dime, talking weed or the ye

I made her eat McDonalds while I eat my shrimp and steak

Man she a lame bitch, man I fucked her by mistake

Almost rode past a opp, had to fucking hit the breaks

He don't see me, aint no ducking so I bucked him with the K

Get you fucked for a buck and I ain't talking getting laid

And you aint talking bout shit, unless you talking bout the pape

Trap open everyday, No we don't move like Chik-Fil-A

Lets switch up the flow they say I rapped the same

By the door waiting there for hours till' that package came

My crip niggas said it touch down, I said whats crackin mane?

This a savage game, get you wacked for aying a savage name

He was talking savage now he panicked cause savage came

Said he snitch cause niggas turned on him but shit the fact remain

I ain't gone lie, he aint the first rat in this rap game

Man, I'd be a snitch if I start saying all these rats ame

They gone try to fold you, but I aint gone play no rat games

Skinny nigga, but I'm doing donuts feel like packman

Feel like wayne, getting young money with a mack mane

She be acting funny when her friends around, fuck the bitch

You can watch me break down this dope, but don't you touch my shit

Keep my gun like I keep myself, don't you touch my stick

Yeah I know you tryin' to get some dick, but you gone suck this dick

Put the 9 millimeter down his throat and make him suck the clip

I overheard him say he moving weight but he aint touch no bricks

She said he hood, his momma 12, he aint touch no sticks

Hit a lick and touchdon, Toosie with a pick 6

Bitch was hating on me from the jump she must've lost her head

Betting on these bitches over me I almost called the feds

I didn't though, it's still fucked 12 if you didn't know

Bitter bitches hoping that I lose, keep on wishing hoe

Anybody fuck with Jotty they get wacked

They talking out they head, they gone be talking to this strap

They gone be talking to this Mac

Pussy boy don't be talking like you slat

Niggas running, they aint running round' no track

Uh huh, bitch its up with me, highest in the room and ya'll aint fucking me

These bitches be expensive but expensive don't mean luxary

He can't love no thotty, he gone wife me yeah that's been a fact

Put a nigga on the news if he from Ceveland, I'll remember that