cruddy murda – maintenance lyrics
[intro]
aye cruddy
aye cruddy
(j+j+johnny caravaggio)
[chorus]
i ain’t the n+gga to play with
i got some youngings that’s geeking to spank sh+t
i’ma tell you some sh+t but my breath ain’t cranking
i’m fixing my problems with tools i’m maintenance
i get to kirking and get every drug
i get them pints and i’m making it flood
sneaky my brother we too understood
yp took him down should’ve known what it was
locked in with my cruddys i swear i ain’t changing
got hit with that fire his body start flaming
told mel get the car, we going by susan
invade on they block b+tch i’m an intruder
back in the spot got me pouring a four up
try and hit up my truck got me f+cking his door up
she went through my phone i was sleep i got caught up
he spoke on my name and that’s why he got tore up
[verse]
[?] drank n+gga you diе
get hit with this sh+t i’m toting you fly
i swear i’ma pour me an еight in dubai
when i step in the strip club it’s racks in the sky, uh
i f+ck her once and say “bye”
if she tell you i paid for that sh+t she a liar
if you f+ck with my opps i advise you to hide
that trip to ohio a five hour drive
i’m stacking this cash, it’s helping my future
facetime sh+t with this drac’ i’ma mute you
gah+gah+gah, that’s the sound that they used to
finessed him for twenty he thought i was neautral
yeah i been hearing them b+tch+ass n+ggas they broke and they d+ckriding
[?] and sneaky them n+ggas tryna bend
try and reach for my block then we let off them switches they never came again
[chorus]
i ain’t the n+gga to play with
i got some youngings that’s geeking to spank sh+t
i’ma tell you some sh+t but my breath ain’t cranking
i’m fixing my problems with tools i’m maintenance
i get to kirking and get every drug
i get them pints and i’m making it flood
sneaky my brother we too understood
yp took him down should’ve known what it was
locked in with my cruddys i swear i ain’t changing
got hit with that fire his body start flaming
told mel get the car, we going by susan
invade on they block b+tch i’m an intruder
back in the spot got me pouring a four up
try and hit up my truck got me f+cking his door up
she went through my phone i was sleep i got caught up
he spoke on my name and that’s why he got tore up
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