Head Crack

Lyrics

[Intro: Fasedot] Sheesh! Yeah, yeah, yeah M.B.F Ty Rose Yo, yeah [Verse 1: Fasedot] Look, I long-dicked your bitch, gave her the mean one I told her bring her and her friend, I'm tryna team some Lay the pipe down on both, jammin' to R. Kell' Errybody all in they groove, come to my hotel I knew Slim from the K, shit 'ways fall through I love my hood boogers vibe 'cause they don't cost you I'm 'bout to show y'all my hunger really gon' flip mo' I hear the thirst, buck it, always on the flip, bro We call them lame niggas "IG lovers" We headshot 'em, and now you can't I.D. brother I'm from the gutter, where niggas always killin' each other (yah!) And every corner store got a Akhi in it (Word to Mother!) Wear the pounds for the low, but we beat niggas On errything that I love, I hate a cheap nigga Always wanna go half wit'chu now on some weak liquor Here's half of the good-good - go run the streets, nigga If your life not known, then what you cryin' 'bout? Hear lames talkin' real crazy on my time out Back now, youngin, I'm stronger than ever Split they ass down the middle, you can't show 'em together It's no playtime Get it 'cross the state line I know they hate mine I'm on grind mode, greatness just take time I linked up wit' the brody, he said, "Let's bridge the gap" I told 'im, "It's Brooklyn - I'm fine wit' that" I know a couple of real kings that's down to ride I call 'em "Billy Boys", nigga, that's a homicide I treat the rap like a 9-to-5, bottom line Whatever you tryna sell, I don't wanna buy [Hook: M. Jayy, Fasedot + Cortez] Yeah, yeah, yeah I wish a nigga would try to play mine (I wish, I swear!) He gon' get the tre or the .45 (brrrt!) Wish a nigga would (I swear!) I wish a nigga would try to play mine Wish a nigga would (oh yeah!) I wish a nigga would try to play mine Yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause all my niggas move when it's time to ride (They on it!) Yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause all my niggas move when it's time to ride [Verse 2: Cortez] Yo, yo There's morals we abide by (uh-huh) There's not a minute I could spare I got birds in the air - homie, time flies (brrroo!) Feds clockin', it's prime time 100K large at the round table, seated wit' the wiseguys (Yerr!) Bodega, Modelo, Coronas Find me in the Bay, but I'm on deck wit' the growers (Facts!) Through the vacuum, Ziploc, smell the aroma Talkin' good-good, open the pack, a whiff of the odor, yeah! Consignment, made for the nose I can hand you a samp', that's stank I could loan Link for the chrome, fresh out the box Find me on any block (Brooklyn!) - hold your own, yeah Them dum-dums, so don't try to fool me 'Cause I'm plugged in, fire sticks, let's make a movie (brrt!) Shit gettin' ugly, I broke it down to a cutie Talkin' nice red hairs, good Lord, she a beauty Choppers in the closet, bullets by the boxes Re-account the profit, receipts and deposits Won't lend a dime, 100 bands in my pocket But I'm frontin' like I'm broke, "Nah, fam', I ain't got it" Woo! A thick blondie, deep in her guts I'm on point, tho', stash box, heat in the trunk Down to my last dollar, I'mma keep it a buck The Adobo, the Sazon, they ain't seasoned enough So don't you dare try to play mine, night to the daytime Bangin' wit' the Bulldog, but strayin' from the K-9 Buncha fake fucks, frontin' like they bang .9's DEA searched the whip - "Nah, Officer, that ain't mine!" Damn, so he posin'? He a fraud? He gon' die for my sins, I bring him closer to the Lord Fuck a holster, heat tucked, it's pokin' through the drawers R.I.P. graffiti tag, he posted on the wall I am not you, papi Stop, who clockin'? I'm off the moon rock, but the fiends be moonwalkin' Block rules, Glocks from the 'Stuy to Compton I got blocks - who coppin'? Bet 'em, ya tu sabes [Hook: M. Jayy, Fasedot + Cortez] Yeah, yeah, yeah I wish a nigga would try to play mine (I wish, I swear!) He gon' get the tre or the .45 (brrrt!) Wish a nigga would (I swear!) I wish a nigga would try to play mine Wish a nigga would (oh yeah!) I wish a nigga would try to play mine Yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause all my niggas move when it's time to ride (They on it!) Yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause all my niggas move when it's time to ride