Krawl

Lyrics

[Intro] I say fuck it [Verse] They sayin' really we ain't havin' it, nah I'm like you don't know the half of it And if you standing stupid waiting for an ovation Well then bitch, I'ma have to clap at ya, bam I hope that you could walk it off It's really a shame you can't duck down a little faster Now you on ya knees like ya bowin' to a master but This ain't slavery, nah You ain't shit to me, nah You ain't piss to me, uh-uh You ain't spit to me, nah Your bitch? Well, she can suck a dick for me If I get it up for that old dirty dirty I give her no presents, money or concern On 7-Eleven cause she can have a cum Slurpee Straight line of drugs and money, honey, there's no curvin' There's no swervin', I'm so certain, It's so careless For any lame who ain't with this shit, its so urgent Let me help you out, I won't take it serious That's why when I spit this sick shit it will make you furious But stop Let me take you to a new dip Through the woods and glitter that's the place where you can find it But look Lyin' in this new spot Someone scared as hell, taped up There's no masquerades How you make police a call and How they track your phone when it's laying there in pieces, bruh? Hah, I'm laughing cause I know I got a funny fact I wanna see your face once you realize that you ain't coming back, oh I'm so much colder than snowcaps And if that global warming shit is real I still won't go bad, yeah And then that sound from that right hand Make you think of Rubble's daughter's friend That's Bamm-Bamm And now, let me get some final thoughts (Yeah) Fuck it, I take you to the water trough (Damn) I'm no goodnik, I'm so hood rich I so shouldn't, I so wouldn't [Outro] What the fuck is this? I really, really— Fuck is this?