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prince taee - free crack lyrics

[intro: prince taee]
ayy, huh
ayy, yeah, huh
ayy, yeah
ayy, yeah
ayy, yeah

[verse 1: prince taee]
steady on ten when i do my dance
that ain’t my d+ck, that’s my glock in my pants (pew)
runnin’ through b+tches from vegas to france
she sit on my d+ck and she do a lil’ dance
i don’t—, i don’t—, i don’t spit bars, lil’ b+tch i spit crack
four grams for a hunnid, come get you a sack
feelin’ like brady when i got that pack
throw brodi a hunnid, he bringin’ it back
i need sixteen when i come my shooters
don’t aim for your head, b+tch, we aim from a doolie
when i’m in the city, i’m hittin’ up doolie
he kickin’ up sacks every day like a scooter
they love me for rappin’ but i love that trappin’
no baggies, i’m puttin’ them rocks in a napkin
don’t know how i did it, but i made it happen
don’t play with no n+gga, b+tch, i’m ’bout that action

[chorus: prince taee]
flyest young n+gga, you know i got drip
hang with the bloods and i hang with the crips
stackin’ these hunnids, i’m feelin’ like tip
put on for my city, i’m feelin’ like nip
talkin’ ’bout cream, lil’ b+tch, i got dip
ain’t chasin’ no hoes, sh+t, i won’t even skip
she give a lil’ head when i’m whippin’ the whip
and i pat on her head, then a n+gga just dip
she give a lil’ head when i’m whippin’ the whip
and i pat on her head, then a n+gga just dip
flyest young n+gga, you know i got drip
hang with the bloods and i hang with the crips
stackin’ these hunnids, i’m feelin’ like tip
put on for my city, i’m feelin’ like nip
talkin’ ’bout cream, lil’ b+tch, i got dip
ain’t chasin’ no hoes, sh+t, i won’t even skip
[verse 2: ybn almighty jay]
i won’t even skip
don’t tell my shooters attach and i do a triple on that ho (yeah)
she like to talk with food in her mouth
she can’t talk with my d+ck in her throat
i just stuff racks in the cashmere coat
you don’t know that feelin’ ’cause you too broke
came out with three white girls from my show
they tryna boot up off molly and coke
i like to smoke in the jet when i’m high off a perc’
i’m tryna catch neck when i’m high
she say, “you never respond to my messages”
don’t like to text when i’m high
i ain’t gon’ lie, you gon’ hang it on top or somethin’
i can’t have s+x when i’m high
she gonna f+ck me on real ’cause i’m fly
your p+ssy ain’t sh+t, i can’t even lie, on god

[chorus: prince taee]
she give a lil’ head when i’m whippin’ the whip
and i pat on her head, then a n+gga just dip
flyest young n+gga, you know i got drip
hang with the bloods and i hang with the crips
stackin’ these hunnids, i’m feelin’ like tip
put on for my city, i’m feelin’ like nip
talkin’ ’bout cream, lil’ b+tch, i got dip
ain’t chasin’ no hoes, sh+t, i won’t even—
[verse 3: mycrazyro]
all black when i enter the buildin’
everybody, they know that it’s over
you keep pushin’ my b+ttons, i’m pushin’ this sugar
like parents start pushin’ a stroller
bad b+tch and she comin’ for show though
in public, i don’t wanna take photos
he gon’ talk out his neck ’til i see him in person
i stomp on his head like a pogo
n+ggas wanna talk about sh+t they never did before
lived before, f+ck that, huh
i’m slidin’, ain’t no question, we gon’ bust back
b+tch ride around my mans, won’t trust that
every time that you see me, you know i got bands
i think you could tell by the fits, huh?
yeah, you lose and you still on my drip, huh?
need a target, i’m ready to hit some

- prince taee lyrics

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