Crown Royal

Lyrics

[Intro] We don't count the money on this side, we just weight it [Hook] Probably walkin' with a hundred thou on (Yay!) With a funny nose, couldn't clown on me Niggas at the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on Light the pot, drop the pollo in Light the pot, drop the pollo in Niggas on the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on [Verse 1] Inside Italian, outside microfiber Doors go up Daniel-son, probably that Crouching Tiger Sip Crown in dat Royce Never solid, you moist Ball like I play for Kansas Top dog on the (?) I don't want no excuses, told (?) to get my retainer Chop a body to pieces, stuffed in different containers Just to get to that crown, ran (?) that crown (?) Caprices on that Regal Cleanse your body from evil I just popped me two Zans, finna fuck me a waitress Drumma, he from Sudan Surgical with two lasers Lift the ground up from under you Choppa turn you to dust Hope fuck niggas perish For the In Gods We Trust [Hook] Probably walkin' with a hundred thou on (Yay!) With a funny nose, couldn't clown on me Niggas at the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on Light the pot, drop the pollo in Light the pot, drop the pollo in Niggas on the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on [Verse 2] Only youngin still playing by the old rules Can't learn a new dance wearing old shoes No dance instruction, bust ya own move Eenie, miney, moe, bitches gon' choose Rainin' doing about a buck nigga hydroplanin' Get cha crown snatched, kufi confiscated Got the accolades on the corner Dope from Peru, sniff from Tijuana Turn nanos (?) to the bando Feed a dog, can you trust 'em in a jam tho? Steph Curry with the handle Pussy nigga kick rocks - Jesus sandal [Hook] Probably walkin' with a hundred thou on (Yay!) With a funny nose, couldn't clown on me Niggas at the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on Light the pot, drop the pollo in Light the pot, drop the pollo in Niggas on the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on [Outro] Haha, you still worried about that shit on the ground level? Niggas up at the top laughing down at ya Better figure out how to get up there Dufflel bag shit Brown bag, plastic bag However you bring the money, it all count the same Coke Boy shit