Crybaby

[Intro]
Hold tight my bruddaz

[Hook 1]
Drop the dough, cop the dro
Wait for the sirens
I've blocked the road, watch the stove
Make me a diamond, I ain't lying
I made bands and still ain't tryin'
Sittin' back with a Persian cotton
10 tabs got the MacBook dying
Trap spot quiet

[Verse 1]
Stacks shot, clients rising
Went back late, no way, no problem
Just grab ice and Ryan
No whips, just bikes and lions
Sold bits to Mike and Silas, white stuff driving the cats mad
I had 16 packs in the Uber
And two sticks on side like my grandad
Mazel tov in the mosh
I should bang it, but I don't
I got the pioneer cough
I caught a Xanny in my throat
Underlyin' that's another crime, nigga come outside, I'm alone
You can't try it, but you won't
Niggas die for the road
Stick inside, got the stick inside
Caught a wicked whine from your girl
Well, I'm outta jail
Now just free all my niggas as well
Baby, they call me a killer
I know, I've gotta go, I miss you aswell
This year I put all my shit on the stove
Leave me alone, I've gotta belt

[Hook 2]
I cop the dro, drop the dro
Wait for the sirens
I've blocked the road, watch the stove
Make me a diamond, I ain't lying
I made bands and still ain't tryin'
Sittin' bad with a Persian cotton
10 tabs got the MacBook dying
Trap looks quiet

[Outro]
Riot's calm, silent arms
Drivin' dark, violence normal
Put nine in a rhino's horn
Spend time tryna flip two nines
Now I flip nines in the night, that's normal
A whole line fulla cats, they're purrin'
Chef Moore with the packs I'm servin'