Crib In The Woods

[Chorus]
Crib in the woods, I be feedin' the deer
Solitaires, big carats, what I'm feedin' my ears
Get the work bought up here, now I'm feedin' my peers
Had to disappear from certain shit, these niggas be weird

[Verse]
Was on cruise control, had to switch up gears
Switch up whips, hit the jeweler, switch up kits
I want rocks in my shit, not these small-ass chips
Hit the plug back quick, I sold all that shit (Gone)
If I ain't a rich nigga, what you call that shit?
My gut told me he ain't right, I had to fall back quick
Popped up shinin' like I hit a dog-ass lick
On all dog food bricks, but I'm all legit
I got security and shooters when I fall in shit
When you lookin' like this, you move cautious, bitch
Seen niggas get money, then they lost it quick
'Cause of too many mall trips and who they call thеy bitch
Only niggas on they shit who I'm involvin' with
My days over, tryna make niggas bossеs quick
You gotta be built for it, make your grind stretch (Get money)
You can't rich with a broke nigga mindset (Nah)
You owe your mans, but your mind on Somerset
Blew your winter grind money, it ain't summer yet
I'm bored as hell, I might go and buy another 'Vette
Or better yet, a new Ferrari on offsets (Yeah)
Patek flower set, I don't do baguettes
Rush in the jeweler, is you done with my Cuban yet?
I told B I'm movin' South, since he movin' West
If you a hustler, you know why, ain't gotta say the rest
Niggas want my huddle, hoes want my attention
I don't trust you niggas or these messy-ass bitches
Been had me a ticket, been standin' on business
A plug called me with a deal, I cashed all of them bitches
Now I'm rich again, crib shoppin' outta Michigan
Back when I was baggin' up, this was my vision then
I'm closin' deals on my phone in the illest Benz
Ain't gotta talk in codes, I don't care who listenin'
We got the merch doin' numbers like the work
I'm bougie, I only want my wife wearin' Birks (That's it)
If she ain't embarrassing, you gotta Patek her
If she was with you through it all then you gotta mention her, yeah
But, matter fact, do you?
If she comparin' me to you, get a new boo
Moved bullshit aside and got a new view
That's the type of shit that lead to them new coupes (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Crib in the woods, I be feedin' the deer
Solitaires, big carats, what I'm feedin' my ears
Get the work bought up here, now I'm feedin' my peers
Had to disappear from certain shit, these niggas be weird
Crib in the woods, I be feedin' the deer
Solitaires, big carats, what I'm feedin' my ears
Get the work bought up here, now I'm feedin' my peers
Had to disappear from certain shit, these niggas be weird