Kryin’ Not Kryin’

[Intro]
Yeah, I said, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I'm out to pop me a motherfuckin' perclings
She sexy on reddit, he fried, he gone so greed
I make money and stay out the grip (Yeah)
I make money, get high like a prince
I keep fuckin' that lil' bitch and she not mine (Yeah)
I keep fuckin' that lil' bitch and she not mine
I'm not fuckin' that bitch 'cause she wastin' my time
I don't get high, no motherfuckin' blind
I was back and I wish I could rewind time
I'm fuckin' that hoe every day, she so fine
And I keep fuckin' that hoe every day, she so fine (Yeah)
I get high every day, but don't climb, yeah
Bitch I work every day, It's my time (Yeah)
He say he make bread every day [?]
Lil bitch I make bread every day on my own
I'm mad cuz I'm gonna do [?] (Yeah-yeah)
But that's how Lil Redda make [?]
I'm catching up place every day, gotta move (Yeah)
They say that Lil Redda on go, you a moose
I take drugs every day, I abuse it (Yeah)
And I'm honest my dad and a music (Yeah)
You went to college by that [?]
I'm not sorry about that [?]
Bitch, I feel like dancing on the moon (Yeah)
And I've been moonwalking since two
And I feel like Michael Jackson on the moon (Hm, Yeah-yeah)
I feel like Redda Jackson on the zoom (Yeah)
I feel like Lancey Foux on the moon (Yeah-yeah)
And I'm high on a 90 percent (Yeah)
Better go to the last room too (Yeah)
And he said he got right for this fool
He said he got rip for this fool (Yeah-yeah)
And this bitch, I can take like it's food (Yeah)
I can't control myself, I want to balance on you
She wanna fuck every day, had to put a lil' hoe on her friends
Yeah, the boy [?] put up like a ass, yeah (Yeah)
My boy [?] put up with a cash, let's go (Yeah)
I keep my shirt cold tight, ain't no bad (Yeah)
We get high all night, ain't no bad (Yeah)
I'm so high in the sky, I can't land (Yeah)
I'm bout to make all the noise on the land, boy
She said, Jenna needed me in land, boy
And she said, Tina was tryna go ram, boy
I got hella hoes, I feel like jam, boy
My boy, he got bricks and birds, got the bend, boy
And I do this shit by myself, I'm a band, hoe (Yeah)
I made up my whole band (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, she so geeked on the hoes (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, she so geeked on the slow down

[Bridge]
Yeah, I said, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
I'm out to pop me a motherfuckin' perclings
She sexy on reddit, he fried, he gone so greed
I make money and stay out the grip (Yeah)
I make money, get high like a prince
I keep fuckin' that lil' bitch and she not mine (Yeah)
I keep fuckin' that lil' bitch and she not mine
I'm not fuckin' that bitch 'cause she wastin' my time
I don't get high, no motherfuckin' blind
I was back and I wish I could rewind time
I'm fuckin' that hoe every day, she so fine
And I keep fuckin' that hoe every day, she so fine (Yeah)
I get high every day, but don't climb, yeah
Bitch I work every day, It's my time (Yeah)
He say he make bread every day [?]
Lil bitch I make bread every day on my own
I'm mad cuz I'm gonna do [?] (Yeah-yeah)
But that's how Lil Redda make [?]
I'm catching up place every day, gotta move (Yeah)
They say that Lil Redda on go, you a moose
I take drugs every day, I abuse it (Yeah)
And I'm honest my dad and a music (Yeah)
You went to college by that [?]
I'm not sorry about that [?]
Bitch, I feel like dancing on the moon (Yeah)
And I've been moonwalking since two
And I feel like Michael Jackson on the moon (Hm, Yeah-yeah)
I feel like Redda Jackson on the zoom (Yeah)
I feel like Lancey Foux on the moon (Yeah-yeah)
And I'm high on a 90 percent (Yeah)
Better go to the last room too (Yeah)
And he said he got right for this fool
He said he got rip for this fool (Yeah-yeah)
And this bitch, I can take like it's food (Yeah)
I can't control myself, I want to balance on you
She wanna fuck every day, had to put a lil' hoe on her friends
Yeah, the boy [?] put up like a ass, yeah (Yeah)
My boy [?] put up with a cash, let's go (Yeah)
I keep my shirt cold tight, ain't no bad (Yeah)
We get high all night, ain't no bad (Yeah)
I'm so high in the sky, I can't land (Yeah)
I'm bout to make all the noise on the land, boy
She said, Jenna needed me in land, boy
And she said, Tina was tryna go ram, boy
I got hella hoes, I feel like jam, boy
My boy, he got bricks and birds, got the bend, boy
And I do this shit by myself, I'm a band, hoe (Yeah)
I made up my whole band (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, she so geeked on the hoes (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, yeah, she so geeked on the slow down