YOUNG CRACKA

Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch

Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks

Cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch

Slipped through the cracks my white skin must be the glitch

Went to text my girl I almost hit my opps line

Thought bout pussy and he was the first to come to mind

Sent a booty call I told him slide for the night

He came quick but caught a clip instead of something white

He was a underground rapper he secured his spot

My demon took his life and he was buried by my pops

And twelve is paid off so if you call the fucking cops

Ha they gon turn they body cameras off

Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch

Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks

Cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch

Slipped through the cracks my white skin must be the glitch

Like think you fucked me over after I paid you in full

Till I take your eyes out and fuck the holes in your skull

No moths in my closet but I got holes in my wool

Cause I pop through my pocket and pretend it's all good

I don't play games like the coach hate me

Fuck you pay me thats what I been on lately

Like I'm Ja with the heat cause I don't got no gun safety

I'm allowed to buy a AR in the A its fucking crazy

Yall the type to shoot in day and run on feet

Me my crime is organized to a T

YN's can't compete boy I'm a YC

Copped a mansion out in buckhead y'all know where to find me

Pops is a killer word to Fivi that's what he said

Think this gangster shit a lie fuck round and see then

Why would I leak where I reside when they want me dead

I hope they try been feining to up my street cred

Young cracka and I been started this shit

Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks

Wait cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch

Slipped through the cracks my white skin must be the glitch