lil herb – krack flow lyrics
i’m a money spender, i spend money n-gg-
if it’s a ugly winter, i hustle all december
i was as broke as y’all, i know y’all remember
now all i know is ball, i dunk on all beginners
i’m jumpin’ out the gym my vertical on another level
y’all broke -ss got low cl-ss tell them bury me with a silver shovel
jump hard, get bogard yeah that .45 like h-lla metal
don’t compare me to them other guys they gon’ fall down like seven levels
hold on n-gg- cut the track, my mans bucks blew a hunnit’ racks i was lovin’ that
we spend racks, let me hit sacks i’mma double that
bein’ broke is what i struggle at i’m a real g if you ain’t with me
then you can’t eat where ya muzzle at ess-x block where i hustle at
got that work out like a jumpin’ jack
20s, 50s, where the hundreds at, you can always catch me where the money at
if it’s rain out i’m where its sunny at
you ain’t never walked in your mother room, seen her tied up
by a hundred goons, then get fired up by a hundred goons
if you try us then it’s coming soon
that cash flow i don’t play about it
hawk a n-gg- all day about it, stomp a n-gg- all day about it
chalk a n-gg- i don’t play about it
drop we a body we don’t say about it cause that snitchin’ sh-t we don’t do that
b-tches sweatin’ me like a crew neck, cause i gotta eat where the food at?
n-gg-s hate on me why they do that? i got old beef but a new gat
pockets green and my coupe black, red pradas with the blue strap
i’m a prada fiend, gucci shirts, robin jeans, make a n-gg- baby mama scream
take a n-gg- baby mama dreams b-tches love me
my city put no one above me, pull up and n-gg-s faces ugly
pockets full of faces on me, diamonds looking racist on me
yeah that’s all white
you don’t like herb? sh-t that’s all right
wanna fight herb? sh-t that’s all right
have ya homie dodgin’ bullets all night, all night
hundred fiends at back door
but they don’t want blow they say they lookin’ for that krack flow
well here it go here it go come get it while it’s hot
we said i got that crack but you can’t get it out the pot
this that k-r-a-c-k flow, got fans in san diego
ya b-tch know i got peso, so she do as i say so
and that’s whatever, my bars hotta than a 8 block
this sh-t gon’ have you dope sick you get more crack when my tape drop
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