Crosswalk

Big Worm hunt a n*gga down for that money I made a deal with myself that nobody taking sh*t from me He was acting like he couldn't get touched, knew he had it coming Crosswalk on a n*gga, because I know he up to something I know I'm the sh*t so f*ck all the plumbers (f*ck em) This sh*t a cycle, a h*e like her momma B*tch put on your seatbelt you know that these roads bumpy Like uncooked grits we gon' leave his ass lumpy If a b*tch plotting it's gon be a plot twist Microwaved doo doo get hit with some hot sh*t He happy bout one body but I'm on thot sh*t I'm a clumsy killer b*tch I really drop sh*t Nightmares, b*tch I'm having bad thoughts Gone off that weed like it's laced with bath salt Tried to cross me, his drawers ripped now he ass out We on they ass no passes I get you set up and put eyes in your circle like glasses Sticky situations like molasses Big choppa b*tch I'm ridin with Galactus He was feeling untouchable n*gga thought he was a cactus Til they flipped his ass backwards Shoot ya lights out like AI And still skip practice However we get em, we get em We gon use different tactics Big Worm hunt a n*gga down for that money I made a deal with myself that nobody taking sh*t from me He was acting like he couldn't get touched, knew he had it coming Crosswalk on a n*gga, because I know he up to something I know I'm the sh*t so f*ck all the plumbers (f*ck em) This sh*t a cycle, a h*e like her momma B*tch put on your seatbelt you know that these roads bumpy Like uncooked grits we gon' leave his ass lumpy If a b*tch plotting it's gon be a plot twist Microwaved doo doo get hit with some hot sh*t He happy bout one body but I'm on thot sh*t F*ck all them n*ggas because they left me hanging If I was looking for a handout I'll still be waiting I kept it G like a Mason, I always stayed patient I was running from all my problems, like I ain't have to face em Like a baby we gon make him sh*t on himself, and change them They don't fit with our crowd rearrange em We mathematical killers the way we be coming from angles I f*ck b*tches that like get strangled Life is like cords try not to get tangled F*ck all the non-believers when we see em we treat em like strangers Big Worm hunt a n*gga down for that money I made a deal with myself that nobody taking sh*t from me He was acting like he couldn't get touched, knew he had it coming Crosswalk on a n*gga, because I know he up to something I know I'm the sh*t so f*ck all the plumbers (f*ck em) This sh*t a cycle, a h*e like her momma B*tch put on your seatbelt you know that these roads bumpy Like uncooked grits we gon' leave his ass lumpy If a b*tch plotting it's gon be a plot twist Microwaved doo doo get hit with some hot sh*t He happy bout one body but I'm on thot sh*t