Cranford

[Intro: Trill Stacks]

Hello?
Kind of a long intro

(Faroz he produced this)

[Verse 1: Trill Stacks]
Fuck your home security 'cause I'm tired of being broke
Slanging out that dirty 'cause I'm tired of being broke
Stick your mans up, run him down then we ghost
Not a head shot, but I hit him in the throat
T.C.B. ain't playing man this shit is not a joke
Drugs, drugs, drugs, drugs, yeah we do the most

Double cup dubs, weed and lean
Jumbled up bars, can't be me
Dancing with the stars, can't beat me
Went from All-Star to an MVP
Finishing the verse on the tenth take
People say I look like Ray J
Took a quick break, from the mixtape
Camе back like I was down one-three
Riding on this beat that's filthy
I likе my girls extra milky
Murder the track yes I'm guilty
Ballin' dropping seventy like I am Devin Booker
While you crawling on your knees like a penny-priced hooker
Saw your girl, hope she got brains or cash 'cause
She is not a looker, don't know why I even took her

[Verse 2: Exchnge]
See me in the club, you can find me in my section
See a lot of broke boys on the gram with the flexin'
Switch up fast and start deflecting when we coming for the payment
If the cash ain't correct, crack your head up on the pavement

Spend my money with my squad, ain't no bitch I'm tryna pamper
Saw a couple day-ones take some bullets down on Cranford
I'm the Kobe to my homies, spraying shots by Staples Center
But I never call it quits, keep this shit moving forever
Feel me?