Crunk Muzik

Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Drama & Fivio Foreign] My nigga Virgil once said (Yeah) Can't surf without the wave (Dipset, grrt, baow) You gotta study the wave (Yeah) And wait for it to break We been on these waters for decades (Uh) Stick up nigga, gimme the loot Huh, yeah, huh (Grrt, baow) (DJ Drama) New Ferrari for the coupe Yeah, let's do it, look, uh (Let me get 'em) [Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Jim Jones] Big bro gon' shoot (Baow) It's a stick up nigga, gimme the loot (Yeah) Nobody get hurt, nobody don't move (Lil' bitch) I got a new Ferrari for the coupe (Skrrt) She put a little Perky in her juice (Uh) I drunk a little liquor for the booze (I drunk a little liquor for the booze) X-Men (X-Men), goof They don't ever wanna tell 'em the truth Them bullets big and they go all the way through (Baow baow baow) I put my niggas in the loot I thought I liked her but she too loose (Nah) You ain't got nothin' to do (What they say) You caught me lackin'? Nigga, show me the proof (Viral, nigga) [Verse 1: Jim Jones] Bang bang, bang bang Hooligan, gang gang Movin' those, tings tings [?] though, bang bang Runnin' round with my Dips (Facts) Hunnid round in my clip If you runnin' dead, you get hit (Baow) Ain't dumbin' down for no bitch (Fuck her) Dipset, Dripset, baby girl, get your lips wet (Nasty) Play with us, you get your whip wet Let it dry if your whip wet Forty five for my waist (Woah) We get higher than space So much diamonds in her face So much commas in the safe (Grr) So much balance, it ain't safe (Grr) Fire, fire, stop drop then you roll (Roll) Pop shots from the po' Drop tops in the cold Freezin', [?] Baby, I'm brazy Hunnid watch, spend eighty Ha, I be feelin' myself when I'm back in the hood Told her, baby That ain't my trunk, that is my hood Ready to die when I'm back in the hood Ready to die when I'm back in the—, huh What they say? Viral, movie, virus [Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Jim Jones] Big bro gon' shoot (Baow) It's a stick up nigga, gimme the loot (Yeah) Nobody get hurt, nobody don't move (Lil' bitch) I got a new Ferrari for the coupe (Skrrt) She put a little Perky in her juice (Uh) I drunk a little liquor for the booze (I drunk a little liquor for the booze) X-Men (X-Men), goof They don't ever wanna tell 'em the truth Them bullets big and they go all the way through (Baow baow baow) I put my niggas in the loot I thought I liked her but she too loose (Nah) You ain't got nothin' to do (What they say) You caught me lackin'? Nigga, show me the proof (Viral, nigga) [Verse 2: Ditta] [?] shooters like me Do a drill, take a trip, OT Hit him in his head then we [?] Hoes ride 'round [?] My favorite teacher used to put me in detention Niggas talkin' 'bout a nigga too aggressive When you really in the field, ain't nothin' sentimental Beat up on 'em like we do the instrumental No light shots, hit him in his kennel NIggas really know my head and why ain't took 'em by the pedal We gon' fill 'em up with metal, I don't really wanna wrestle Back up, head top, we gon' send him to the pastor [?] I'm in the field doing drills with the [?] Pussy nigga better catch up Eastside niggas only here from the vest up (They only here from the vest up) [Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Jim Jones] Big bro gon' shoot (Baow) It's a stick up nigga, gimme the loot (Yeah) Nobody get hurt, nobody don't move (Lil' bitch) I got a new Ferrari for the coupe (Skrrt) She put a little Perky in her juice (Uh) I drunk a little liquor for the booze (I drunk a little liquor for the booze) X-Men (X-Men), goof They don't ever wanna tell 'em the truth Them bullets big and they go all the way through (Baow baow baow) I put my niggas in the loot I thought I liked her but she too loose (Nah) You ain't got nothin' to do (What they say) You caught me lackin'? Nigga, show me the proof (Viral, nigga) [Outro: Fivio Foreign] Baow (Baow)