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[Intro] (Priori) (I'm so jealous, fam) (cranes) [Verse 1: phreshboyswag] I'm in Chinatown, I'm spendin' all my money Yeah, he said too much, I think that he's a dummy Yeah, she suckin' on my dick just like a dummy In the studio, yeah, I'm goin' dummy Yeah, yeah, it's phreshboy, I got the swag Every day that I sag, you can see my pants Yeah, I walk in the room, she pull down my pants I just wanna fuck, I don't want no romance Yeah, I'm takin' flights right out to France Yeah, I'm takin' flights right out to Berlin Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm drinkin' gin I'm drinkin' wine in the BNB, I'm with ZAY If you wanna fuck me, then you gotta pay If you want a feature, then you gotta pay Yeah, yeah, I just wanna run away Yeah, I gotta catch a train, need to go away Oh, they said they got some K? Yeah, I'm on my way Sissy faggots on my dick, need to go away Yeah, yeah, ZAY pull up with the K Yeah, open up my wallet and I got a K Yeah, they sippin' on that lean, that shit's too cray Yeah, they know that I'm fly like a blue jay Hella bitches tryna fuck in the backstage Yeah, I just seen your mum on Backpage You must think you're fuckin' funny, just like Casey Frey Shout out NOVAGANG, yeah, shout out Kacie Free Yeah, we're screamin', "Free cranes 'til it's cranes free" Pull up to the show, we're like three deep Priori, Morgan, tried to shoot, hit him in his knee Yeah, he's fucking missed 'cause he's a retar— (Yo, I can't, yo) Yeah, I'm in the car and I'm speedin' super fast I bounce it up and down, just like a mother bus Yeah, it's free cranes, yeah, that's 'til I pass Kicked them off the train 'cause they didn't have a pass Oh, ksuuvi got a spliff? Yeah, I need that passed I don't think about that bitch, yeah, that's in the past [Verse 2: ksuuvi] We don't think about that bitch, yeah, she in the past I'm with Mack right now and we're smoking gas I can't pick up the phone, yeah, I'm in the lab Niggas goin' out bad, go and get a bag I got Ksubis on my ass, so I'm gonna sag I got Ocho on my right, I got cranes on my left Nigga, talk on our gang, then it's gonna be a death Run down on my nigga, I'ma shoot him in the head Yeah, yeah, I'ma shoot him in the head [Verse 3: Bloody!] Fuckin' on my bitch, I like her better with no makeup And I feel like Cap 'cause it's the one to get the cake up I pull up, finna bust, I told her pick her face up First, I'm in the front, then we goin' out the back door Niggas, they be chasin', I can't open up that back door She be givin' head, turn your ass like a laxo She gave me flow, I can see it in my bitch mouth I stay in the East while she was in the damn south Take a moon walk when I'm finna pick a check up I don't give a fuck 'bout that bitch, so I won't sweat her [Verse 4: xaviersobased] Girl, I know you want me, I don't give a shit All these niggas is my sons, can you babysit? Uh, all these niggas copy me and I'm sick of it You's a pedophile, fuckin' on that lil' bitch Two poles on me and my niggas, we be totin' shit [Outro: xaviersobased] Ah, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) (Skrrt)