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CRETE CYPHER INTRO (feat. Lil Yachty, Draft Day, Camo!, Dc2trill)
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Head first, I limbo, I'm back in the 'Raq
Go get you some money, get turned to a pack
They was sleeping on us, so we done brought the 'Crete back
Only speaking true facts, the First Round, I'm back
Fuck what you heard, pussy, all that shit cap
We the ones pushing the wave and the gap
Shit back blazing, got it hot on the map
Better treat this rap shit like your motion in trap
There's no other choice in this game but to snap
I don't know nothin' else, you gone fail or adapt
I'm back talking money, it fell in my lap
She told me she love me, I'm cashing her out
Widebody 'Ghini, cut the traction right out
If you weren't seeing me, I'm dropping the dot
The story just started, let's thicken the plot
If you ain't all in, better let me know now
Ain't nobody bigger than the program
Crack your top like a ice cold soda can
Caddy V all white, I'm with Dirty Dan
Hit the pedal, shit loud as a soccer chant
And I'm nervous as hell, I keep Nina with me, we steady be holding hands
Old school Fox, widebody all white with a stripe, looking just like a bowling pin
Eyes wide, courtside, ain't gotta say it, you know it's him
Twin all black like he Opium
Now, twin just full of them opioids
Woofin' in your close friends, get shot in your ass like performance steroids
Thick white bitch with orange hair, looking just like the lead of Paramore
My angels look just like Drew Barrymore
These new niggas all a parody
If you don't drop your nuts, what you living for
It's the 'Crete stepping all on your motherboard
Young nigga tougher than Otterbox
Me and my niggas don't split the pot
We treat the backend just like at Equinox
It's us
31 'Crete IPS boys
We only looking up to God and niggas with a billion plus
Other than the guys, ain't no soul I trust
It's us
Man, life been going great
I'm copping the lean by the case
I'm treating these hoes like Rolex, whenever I want to, switch the face
I'm killing these beats, I'm going to work like SpongeBob, serving bass
Got so many Chrome Heart crosses, I'm finna change my life like Mase
These niggas too broke to stand next to me, give them a crutch, let them walk with a brace
Your card declined, embarrassing, but imagine I said it like Drake
Some them niggas, they steal they swag from us, this shit getting bigger than the Met
How dare you try to talk cash with me, you a four figure nigga like Brett
I would forfeit a finger for gang, on God, I'm putting in pain for the set
I done took risks all my life, like I don't know how many chances you get
Cut these niggas in the pan again, they all start panicking
All of my niggas done got rich up out the Concrete mansion
I done popped out fresh ass hell again, ain't use no mannequin (phew, phew)
Once you show too many bitch traits, can't be no man again (whoa)
I'ma need them by this afternoon, wrist rubber bands again (need it, drank)
Bitch, I'm wild as Taliban I heard Cash don't know your hand (I need this drank)
ITF, they heard again, they brought them back, got marked again (fuck)
My cup in the murky ends (whoa), the bitch hit my Paris friend (friend)
Lil Moe angers, he perishing
I walked in parallel walked out like the letter L (leaving)
But I ain't never catching them (Promise you)
Five stories in the crib, ain't tell no fairy tale (yo)
If the tooth fairy come to my house (yo), nigga I'ma need like half a M (these diamonds)
Maybach truck tires, caught herself slashing them (stupid)
I'ma walk outside and put my drink up in the air (stupid, fuck on)
Feel like Pootie Tang, I ain't saying nothing else (mm)
Fuck (solitaire)
Feel like Pootie Tang, we giving niggas belt (whoopin's, whoopin's, whoopin's)
Solitaire
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