Crash Bandicoot

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, Yeah Daleon Mephux, what up? [Verse] I ain't been to sleep in bout a month, feel like i'm on call Hit the booth and power up i feel like i'm Jean Claude Bad bitches duty wine like i'm Sean Paul I see the homies, i'm like "Wah Gwaan" Intercontinental flow 70, mai tai's It's tatted on my fist, Big Dog, I got Mobb ties Lately I been focused, i went crazy back when "Y" died So i'm on bunk forever and that's word to my waistline 38' what's on the plate, white girl, Kreayshawn You plan on stop'n my ball'n i'ma go baseline Prolly buss a spot in the inland, I might go baseline It's crazy adjustin' my ceiling, i came from state time Been chillin' with vampires all in thе day time At 2 p.m, dick sucked, girl, that's a great timе Now it's back to the grind, i hate to waste time And when it comes to the beef tomahawk steak knives Cut em up lack'n and loaf'n don't get you buttered up What you know about stutter step'n while runnin' up If you ever cop birds make sure the feathers pluke'd Cause i done middle man'd pigeons - i sold him hella stomp'd If you gett'n it gotta make sure that yo niggas up First you get yoo family straight But that's a given bruh I do this for the dead ones, every picture, i'm gone give it up I remember fishing in a prison, ain't no giving up Ask about me, every story, i done did it up I done ran through every whip, except a bentley truck Crash Bandicoot spin through and let that blinky jump Had his nigga lookin' like drivers they had to lyft him up Fluke shit feel'n the power i was like 50 up Went and bought a strap and a Hoop ain't buy no drip or nothin' Black ones, everything skanless, but watch me count a hunnid Shout out Slum Lord, these niggas ain't did enough All these switchin' up - it did fucked my vision up World series bullpen had to switch the pitcher up You get the picture? let's go live it up Hit Miami with a bag fulla chili and let's go liv it up Racks out will get yo titties touch'd She had her racks up too so she got titty fuck'd Lame niggas why they envy us? I come through, fuck yo bitch and yo city up Killa