Umm Crack

Lyrics

[Verse 1:] Yeah, I'm feeling like a crack addict Fresh up out the county jail yeah, I'm back at it Black Caddy, black coat, black khakis Keep flossing them Carats, you gone get jack rabbit Y'all niggas okay but me I'm a young classic I'm in the trap got the work, doing gymnastics Money's my motivation, know that I got to have The way I flow is not a hobby, more like a habit You know I'm cool with no ice on, but I wear it anyway, hoes say that it look nice on (nice on) And they call me Mr. Pipelong, I make hits, y'all make nice songs And it's '08, and so great, don't hate, or else, 44's in yo face Send you on your way, ain't nobody stopping me, bitch I'm on my way [Hook:] Cause I'm crack Even though I never left I'm back If you looking for some gangsta shit this is where it's at Matter fact I'm a beast on the track I am all of the above I'm a pimp, I'm a player, I'm a mack, I'm crack Even though I never left I'm back If you looking for some gangsta shit this is where it's at Matter fact I'm a beast up on the track I am all of the above I'm a pimp, I'm a player, I'm a mack, I'm crack! [Verse 2:] Yeah, I like my bitches yellow, with a nice petite, and a ass shake like jello, hello They know, bitch I'm from the ghetto, but I'm still a pro at this, you can call me Carmello I blow a lot of dro, so I keep a cigarillo, I rep the westside, like my nigga Shawty L-O I'm all good in my hood, I'm a hero, y'all quarter-pounds, but me, I'm a whole kilo I spit propane that cocaine flow, see hoes think I'm crazy, but I'm so-sane though (so-sane though) And I never really been one of them scary guys, last nigga tried me, I left his ass paralyzed I'm a tell you one time, and one time only, I'm a real nigga, and I don't like phonies I got this, I got that, you want this, then holla back, you want that, then take this, and that back [Hook:] [Verse 3:] But I'm no fool, who don't be fools, cause I'm so cool, and I'm so smooth And I'm usually not rude, but I could be so chill for, cruisin' where your hood be, Uzi up your crib Let me show you I'm a real G, nigga I get money, while you flexing and you poppin' And it seems to me that all you niggas talk about is necklaces and watches, and them diamonds in your bracelets We'll take it, yeah I'm watching this, some Boyz In Da Hood sell anything for profit