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Crush A Lot Lyrics By Lil Baby

    cook that shit up quay

    i can’t fuck with shawty know shell tell
    slim shit look like draya michele
    i been goin’ crazy givin’ em hell
    she ain’t tryna go with me i’ma pay her
    i crush a lot baby girl i’m a player
    connect the dots then i plug up the scale
    if we get caught they gon’ give me the chair
    fuck the law make ’em earn what they pay ’em

    ain’t no back and forth with no bitches this aint tennis
    rolls royce truck bitch it aint rented
    and they braggin’ bout bitches i promise we hit ’em
    i flooded my wrist let the bros split a million
    at this point i’m heartless i ain’t got no feelings
    buy every building in the hood for my children
    like a drake song got your vibe feelin groovy
    with no phone we can make us a movie
    i ain’t in my bag i still got my feet out
    if we wanted smoke with y’all you couldn’t be out
    free the bros buy my shit off the kiosk
    i’m at the vibe with the spot this the creep house
    lil’ shawty suck it like she just took her teeth out
    five percent tint on the whip you can’t see out
    ready to set it off queen latifah
    these niggas talk like bitches see what they be ’bout

    i can’t fuck with shawty know she’ll tell
    slim shit look like draya michele
    i been goin’ crazy givin’ ’em hell
    she ain’t tryna go with me i’ma pay her
    i crush a lot baby girl i’m a player
    connect the dots then i plug up the scale
    if we get caught they gon’ give me the chair
    fuck the law make ’em earn what they pay ’em

    ain’t no complaining money coming in
    put it all up do it all again
    first you get a mil’ then it’s times ten
    youngest out the crew amg benz
    stand up like a man take it on the chin
    they got consequences in this life of sin
    laugh about it go in gucci spend a ten
    when you come home we gon’ all win
    go in any club and make it thunderstorm this shit reckless
    he gon’ knock you off with his rollie on
    drive the rolls royce like a hotbox really came from nothin’
    only ride with my security because i can’t be armed
    can’t get caught with another gun
    they gon’ know me when i’m gone
    they hear my pain inside my songs
    it’s like a switch i cut it on
    pills kick in gettin’ in my zone
    do my job ain’t see no wrong
    i’m never talkin’ on them phones
    feds gon’ try to do us wrong
    man they got my nigga long
    lately i just been alone
    my cup my strap this microphone
    nobody know what’s goin on
    just glad i made it off the road
    granddaddy showed me life is a gamble
    ever since i been on them dice
    they gon’ suck it up like a bowl of rice
    i’ma give it to them niggas every time

    i can’t fuck with shawty know she’ll tell
    slim shit look like draya michele
    i been goin’ crazy givin’ ’em hell
    she ain’t tryna go with me i’ma pay her
    i crush a lot baby girl i’m a player
    connect the dots then i plug up the scale
    if we get caught they gon’ give me the chair
    fuck the law make ’em earn what they pay ’em

    Artist: Lil Baby

    Year: 2018

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 340