Crime Stoppers

(David Wesson)

Send a shot this way

And I'ma send a shell

**** ain't no gangstas

They be sending twelve

Ninety to they ground like I'm cookie trail

For all my **** looking down from Heaven

I'ma give 'em Hell

Took a major loss but I'm a boss about it

Some shit done popped off

But I can't talk about it

A **** play with me

We ain't gon' talk about it

They gon' find his body in this hood

With some chalk around it

Always making plays

Got some shit in motion

Forty for this AP

I did it for the culture

Twenty in my cup holder

Sittin' in the Rover

Sixty for the rose gold Prezi

Like my **** sold it

Growing up was hard for me

I ain't had much

That's why I celebrate

Every time the bag touch

Homicide investigate shit

Don't ask us

But I still beat a **** ass

Who put the mag up

Twenty different chains

**** five watches

Got these pussy **** calling crime stoppers

You ain't really got no paper

Why you lying 'bout it?

Niggal, tough as hell, caught a case

And now he crying 'bout it

Gucci Off-White I got on double drip

Got it out the streets

You doing double shifts

I get money

You be on some other shit

All these blues in my bankroll

I should become a Crip

Know some Pirus

Know some Bloods, too

Know some Rollin' 60's Crips

I know the plug too

Poppin' Ace of Spades

Drinkin' mud too

Don't get this shit twisted

'Cause I'm crispy, I'm a thug too

Thousand dollar jeans

Wore them bitches once

Took a picture in 'em

Now them bitches done

You know what's going down

When I'm in Golden Sun

She gon' fuck me on the first night

'Cause I'm the chosen one

I'm in New York city when the bar drop

Or I'ma ocean drive in a hard top

Used to stay up all night selling hard rocks

They on me everywhere a **** go

They worse than mall cops

All that slick talking shit gon' get you called out

If we can't find you get your dawg dropped

Ten thousand hard fast that's a dog knock

As far as I'm concerned

I don't trust no shit they all opps

I don't trust shit but the calculator

When I had my first hunnid

You was masturbating

I ain't new to this I been having paper

Finally got your first ten thousand

Boy congratulations

Ain't a **** in this world that I'm scared of

It's on the floor that

We gon' see you **** hands up

Plug just sent the pack I got the heads up

When I bought my first hunnid grams

It fucked my head up

Feds on the internet

I put the gram up

When I tell the operation **** man up

Thanskgiving turkey bags

Ain't no ham though

Just a bunch of collard greens

And some yams though

For that MAC n' cheese we'll mask up

Tear your brains to baked beans

When that MAC buss

Whole chickens in

Come and catch one

Ain't nobody at this round table

But the fam though

Dumbells in got my hand to shake

Rose gold Dweller bezel like a caramel cake

You ain't got my cue we got earth to shake

Shit easy being real but it's hard to fake

Run off with that bag and get paralyzed

I could get a pussy **** killed with a head nod

I'm at Opa Locka with them Haitians

Like I'm red eyes

Ghetto boys baby

Got this rap shit in the headlock bitch (Headlock bitch)

Huh

You already know how we carrying on this end ****

(You already know how we carrying on this end ****)

No Hooks II my baby (No hooks II my baby)

Hey Dave (Hey Dave)

Let the beat ride out (Let the beat ride out ****)