richi (malistrip) – crooks lyrics
[intro]
man stepped in the dance what’s good
tell her i don’t really like those shubz
know that i’m more of a crook
[chorus]
man stepped in the dance what’s good
she’s telling me why you look awkward, i told her i don’t really like those shubz
you know that i’m more of a crook
my n-gga said he wants some flake so i sw-ng that shot to my n-gga ace boogz
i was out here with my broski weaver remember when dem tings didn’t even wanna look
[verse 1]
if i’m getting that flake of mafta, then i’m getting my flake off gi
when i got bagged by cid, all about the money like ti
man’s been on the block since knee high, and you know i’m still here
slap it and dog it, man’s pulling her hair, she’s talking ’bout kids man tell her ‘ah yeah’
man tell her ‘ah yeah’ then i’m leaving
she thought i was gonna stay for the evening
she asked what i’m doing next weekend, pshh, had to tell the b-tch man’s leaving
man treats my opps the same way i treat my gyal, had both of them leaking
and you know i’m out ‘ere thieving i’m trapping, if i get nicked man still ain’t speaking
nah still ain’t speaking, i was out ‘ere with jibba just scheming
it was me and hr in the deep end, now they did it all for my n-ggas from sweden
tell the opps go give us a reason, i can guarantee my n-ggas get it even
don’t leave your n-gga that’s treason, stay with your darrg, yeah, and hold that beating
[chorus]
man stepped in the dance what’s good
she’s telling me why you look awkward, i told her i don’t really like those shubz
you know that i’m more of a crook
my n-gga said he wants some flake so i sw-ng that shot to my n-gga ace boogz
i was out here with my broski weaver remember when dem tings didn’t even wanna look
[verse 2]
man still tell a yute what’s what
man do it like skinna and dot, pop, i love how the obbo are opps
if you see mitch with the glock, just like the trap, he’s l!cking off shots
nah i don’t wait on crops, i was ot with rocks, that was me and soz tryna lock that spot
still screaming out free blacka, nah my n-gga ain’t a part-time trapper
and my broski j touched road, but they still got my n-gga on mappa
frontline, yeah, i do it with dappa, or i’m with blocka, he loves his dagger
and they wanna call my n-gga a ho, why, cah he’ll be a full-time slapper
they try and give me 5 for a show that’s 24 hours in o
what’s 5 racks you joke, man, i wanna spend 5 on smoke
them n-ggas still g-ssed off clothes, fake–rs- yutes tell them jump off road
i’m with adz and you know that’s bro, me and yf 2 rambo’s show
[chorus]
man stepped in the dance what’s good
she’s telling me why you look awkward, i told her i don’t really like those shubz
you know that i’m more of a crook
my n-gga said he wants some flake so i sw-ng that shot to my n-gga ace boogz
i was out here with my broski weaver remember when dem tings didn’t even wanna look
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