crack musique

[Refrain]
That music crack (That music crack), this that music crack (That's that music crack)
That music crack (That music crack), this that music crack (That's that music crack)
That music crack (That music crack), this that music crack (That's that music crack)
Hatin' on the kid, seen your shit, your music, pack up
[?] oil, she did the dip like crack
That music crack (That music crack), this that music crack (That's that music crack)
[?] oil, she did the dip like crack
That music crack (That music crack), this that music crack (That's that music crack)
(Lumina)
Shit, huh, damn

[Chorus]
Give me any beat, I'll slide, told these niggas, "Scram"
Tell the girl, "Pull up," she slide, better on the 'Gram
I'on put Coke in my cup, I smoke out the gram
I'on rap my ass off for nobody but the fam
Which ain't nobody, which— which ain't no one
They ain't trust me, nobody, now they want to blow up
I see y'all from bird's-eye, I think I'm the crow, uh
I think I'm the— uh, shit, I'm the— oh

[Verse]
I'm a young boy doin' this shit, they gon' watch me grow up
Ma caught me doin' some shit, then I had to grow up
I just talk to too many bitches, I don't even know her
I am not top twenty, bitch, I'ma need my throne
Bitch got hella butt, yeah, might have to drop another mixtape
Her ass hella plump, yeah, why that boy thinkin' that's his mate?
He think she loyal, boy, that's your other mistake
I'm 'bout to bore ya like I cook up that crack, c-c—

[Refrain]
Hatin' on the kid, seen your shit, your music, pack up
Huh, you don't like the sound no more, bitch, suck all my sack up
[?] oil, she did the dip like crack
That music crack (That music crack), this that music crack (That's that music crack)
Hatin' on the kid, seen your shit, your music, pack up
Huh, you don't like the sound no more, bitch, suck all my sack up

[Chorus]
Give me any beat, I'll slide, told these niggas, "Scram"
Tell the girl, "Pull up," she slide, better on the 'Gram
I'on put Coke in my cup, I smoke out the gram
I'on rap my ass off for nobody but the fam
Which ain't nobody, which— which ain't no one
They ain't trust me, nobody, now they want to blow up
I see y'all from bird's-eye, I think I'm the crow, uh
I think I'm the— uh, shit, I'm the— oh