Crunk Muzik

[Intro: DJ Drama & Fivio Foreign]
My nigga Virgil once said (Yeah)
Can't surf without the wave (Dipset, grrt, baow)
You gotta study the wave (Yeah)
And wait for it to break
We been on these waters for decades (Uh)
Stick up nigga, gimme the loot
Huh, yeah, huh (Grrt, baow) (DJ Drama)
New Ferrari for the coupe
Yeah, let's do it, look, uh (Let me get 'em)

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Jim Jones]
Big bro gon' shoot (Baow)
It's a stick up nigga, gimme the loot (Yeah)
Nobody get hurt, nobody don't move (Lil' bitch)
I got a new Ferrari for the coupe (Skrrt)
She put a little Perky in her juice (Uh)
I drunk a little liquor for the booze
(I drunk a little liquor for the booze)
X-Men (X-Men), goof
They don't ever wanna tell 'em the truth
Them bullets big and they go all the way through (Baow baow baow)
I put my niggas in the loot
I thought I liked her but she too loose (Nah)
You ain't got nothin' to do (What they say)
You caught me lackin'? Nigga, show me the proof (Viral, nigga)

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Bang bang, bang bang
Hooligan, gang gang
Movin' those, tings tings
[?] though, bang bang
Runnin' round with my Dips (Facts)
Hunnid round in my clip
If you runnin' dead, you get hit (Baow)
Ain't dumbin' down for no bitch (Fuck her)
Dipset, Dripset, baby girl, get your lips wet (Nasty)
Play with us, you get your whip wet
Let it dry if your whip wet
Forty five for my waist (Woah)
We get higher than space
So much diamonds in her face
So much commas in the safe (Grr)
So much balance, it ain't safe (Grr)
Fire, fire, stop drop then you roll (Roll)
Pop shots from the po'
Drop tops in the cold
Freezin', [?]
Baby, I'm brazy
Hunnid watch, spend eighty
Ha, I be feelin' myself when I'm back in the hood
Told her, baby
That ain't my trunk, that is my hood
Ready to die when I'm back in the hood
Ready to die when I'm back in the—, huh
What they say?
Viral, movie, virus

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Jim Jones]
Big bro gon' shoot (Baow)
It's a stick up nigga, gimme the loot (Yeah)
Nobody get hurt, nobody don't move (Lil' bitch)
I got a new Ferrari for the coupe (Skrrt)
She put a little Perky in her juice (Uh)
I drunk a little liquor for the booze
(I drunk a little liquor for the booze)
X-Men (X-Men), goof
They don't ever wanna tell 'em the truth
Them bullets big and they go all the way through (Baow baow baow)
I put my niggas in the loot
I thought I liked her but she too loose (Nah)
You ain't got nothin' to do (What they say)
You caught me lackin'? Nigga, show me the proof (Viral, nigga)

[Verse 2: Ditta]
[?] shooters like me
Do a drill, take a trip, OT
Hit him in his head then we
[?]
Hoes ride 'round [?]
My favorite teacher used to put me in detention
Niggas talkin' 'bout a nigga too aggressive
When you really in the field, ain't nothin' sentimental
Beat up on 'em like we do the instrumental
No light shots, hit him in his kennel
NIggas really know my head and why ain't took 'em by the pedal
We gon' fill 'em up with metal, I don't really wanna wrestle
Back up, head top, we gon' send him to the pastor
[?]
I'm in the field doing drills with the [?]
Pussy nigga better catch up
Eastside niggas only here from the vest up
(They only here from the vest up)

[Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Jim Jones]
Big bro gon' shoot (Baow)
It's a stick up nigga, gimme the loot (Yeah)
Nobody get hurt, nobody don't move (Lil' bitch)
I got a new Ferrari for the coupe (Skrrt)
She put a little Perky in her juice (Uh)
I drunk a little liquor for the booze
(I drunk a little liquor for the booze)
X-Men (X-Men), goof
They don't ever wanna tell 'em the truth
Them bullets big and they go all the way through (Baow baow baow)
I put my niggas in the loot
I thought I liked her but she too loose (Nah)
You ain't got nothin' to do (What they say)
You caught me lackin'? Nigga, show me the proof (Viral, nigga)

[Outro: Fivio Foreign]
Baow (Baow)