[Crvddyrell] Verse 1:

**** want smoke and we on it

Opps gon fall in this bitch like it’s autumn

**** better move with pre-cautions

We hotbox the coupe and it look like it’s haunted

I got a check Got balencis and bape on

I know some bloods in this bitch like a seance

I’m good in the hood they won’t catch me like Trayvon

I ran it up fast in my city like Tavon

**** make threats but ain’t bout to drop shit

Bitches be tryna get wifed and they not shit

Stop it

They smokin on mid and we smoking exotic

You cuffing that bitch and you know she got mileage

Rented the Tesla ain’t know how to drive it

It don’t even matter it got auto pilot

I just want your lips I don’t care about your body

Her brain go stupid I know she in college

She ain’t teaching me shit but she giving me knowledge

If my girl try to call ima put it on silent

I just float on the beat I don’t even be trying

Don’t care bout the weather I’m changing the climate

This gun automatic it sound like it’s crying

If a **** try play then his mom hear the sirens

Hoo-hoo

Said my circle so tight like a fruit loop

In the sino do magic like voodoo

Said I count up more money than you do

I’m the man with the bands like a guru

I got blood on my shoes ain’t no suwoop

Mob ties in this bitch know I fuck with the gang

Got on Maison Margiela no this ain’t no stain

Meliodas on me but I feel like I’m pain

Feel like Steph from the three got unlimited range

Crvddyrell & JDG back in this bitch

Know what the fuck going on

Know we left for a bit , know what I’m saying

[Bridge]:

16, 29, 29, 16

Big things, Big dreams, Crvddyteam

Blue benjis on 250 man know what the fuck going on

[JDG.410] Verse 2:

How I be running the game in my new shoes, no crease

I cannot fuck with no new dudes with no cheese

Bitch I put in that work now they notice the new me

Bitch I’m counting up guap it’s a whole lot of blue cheese

Told her come on and link bitch I’m feeling like WhoHeem

Me and Crvddyrell back with some no. 9 new jeans

And I’m touching that pack on my snap, I’m like “Who need?”

Bitch I’m drowning in water I don’t need no coochi

I-I’m 410 from the west side

Said it’s up with the gang ****?

Bet. Aight

I’m upping that chop you get hit with that fire

**** cap for the gram I can tell that you lied

**** speak on my name I can bet that he died

**** said he want beef til he smoked and he fried

Hit yo bitch from the back got her breaking her spine

Steady thinking it’s yours but she said that it’s mine

Finna get to that bag got unlimited ties

Got that draco it’s right on my hip when I slide

Gang