Crew (Feat. R¥DA)

[Hook]
They wanna sit with us
They wanna fit with us
They wanna be with us
They wanna be lit with us

But we cannot fuck with you
We cannot talk with you
We cannot rock with you
We cannot roll with you

[Verse 1: Leehis Jr.]
We cannot roll with you (nah)
These niggas cannot be part of the crew
We cannot talk with you
Cause we talk in money, you don’t understand it

So we cannot talk
You gotta walk
Won't say it twice
Please be advised

Me and Ryda on this beat
Shit look like a killing spree
I mean wouldn't you agree
That you cannot disagree

Setting fire to the streets
Cause we run it with our feet
Fire combo guarantee
Like we really is the key

Oh my God
Gonna spread her legs like Moses with the rod
Need a girl cause I'm getting really tired of these broads
She was bad so you know she let me put it in her mouth
From the south, if you really wanna know what I'm about

[Verse 2: R¥DA]
We can not roll with you
(Uh)
You are not part of the crew
(No)
Thinking you got the juice
(Juice?)
Nigga I can’t be fooled
(Haaaa)
What is that attitude
(Mtcheew)
You got a lot to lose
(Damn)
I just adapt and move
(Move)
Hop in the whip and I zoom
(Skrrrr)

My shit’s designer
Louis and Prada
Nigga I’m comfortable
(Louis)
Pass him the rizzler
Roll up that paper
Light up that OG Kush
(coughs)
Step in the building
Handle the business
Money can change the mood
(Smile bitch)
My neck is dripping
My wrist is freezing
I think I got the fl..
(Juice)

Ain’t no worries
I could put it on your chick
On her chest or on her lip
Leave a note and then I dip
That’ll make her reminisce
Bout that shit you couldn’t give
Now she blowing up my
Blowing up my
Bl-bl-bl-bl-blowing up my
Woooooooo

[Hook]
They wanna sit with us
They wanna fit with us
They wanna be with us
They wanna be lit with us

But we cannot fuck with you
We cannot talk with you
We cannot rock with you
We cannot roll with you