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whew - same crew lyrics

(hook – bally baby)
same crew, i don’t hang with no new n++++s
jumped off the porch, bought two sticks
ran these racks up too quick
with a bad b+tch, eatin’ at ruth’s chris
red bone sh+t, she too thick
tryna get in her mouth like a tooth pick
i’m tryna hit it, i ain’t into sparin’ these hoes
shootin’ my shot like cupid
fish tail, hit the break and i’m tearin’ out
we get too many racks not to pass out
proud of them cos my n++++s some half+knots
paper tag, we do digital dash now
on the low, it ain’t nothin’ to cash out
they know i live what i rap ‘bout
turn around baby, see what you turn down
i thumb through these racks, i don’t lose count

(verse 1 – whew)
thumb through a whole hundo, don’t lose count
stupid lil b+tch done missed out
reach for this chain, on my life you’ll get gunnеd down
been gettin’ racks, do this rap sh+t for fun now
my dawg chop on the block ‘til the sun is down
i don’t trust sh+t, so i’m ridin’ with a bl!ck
ran up a fifty, i found mе a glitch
i piped up the glizzy, i added the switch
how the f+ck you go instant on sunday?
still pullin’ so i double+back monday
i put that sh+t on, but don’t walk down no runway
i just bought my daughter brand new diamonds
new buss down, came perfect timin’
i’m still with the same n++++ back when i started
big body 360 view when i park it
i can go flood a whole ‘nother market
(hook – bally baby)
same crew, i don’t hang with no new n++++s
jumped off the porch, bought two sticks
ran these racks up too quick
with a bad b+tch, eatin’ at ruth’s chris
red bone sh+t, she too thick
tryna get in her mouth like a tooth pick
i’m tryna hit it, i ain’t into sparin’ these hoes
shootin’ my shot like cupid
fish tail, hit the break and i’m tearin’ out
we get too many racks not to pass out
proud of them cos my n++++s some half+knots
paper tag, we do digital dash now
on the low, it ain’t nothin’ to cash out
they know i live what i rap ‘bout
turn around baby, see what you turn down
i thumb through these racks, i don’t lose count

(verse 2 – bally baby)
one week, i done ran through a 40
got two glizzys, i’m double down shorty
goin’ instant, made racks in a hurry
i’m tryna get an m but this ice on mcflurry
it’s a push start, hit the break and i’m tearin’ out
b+tch i’m havin’, used to be a half+knot
unlock the safe, bring them racks out
i be poppin’ these percs ‘til i pass out
fly n+++++ so i keep me a fn
james harden, shoot that b+tch with my left hand
i made a b+tch eat her best friend
that’s a t when i’m back in the tesla
stiff on a b+tch, i don’t know what to tell her
but i know how to talk to the teller
get a bag, take a trip like ella
could do it myself, but we did it together
(hook – bally baby)
same crew, i don’t hang with no new n++++s
jumped off the porch, bought two sticks
ran these racks up too quick
with a bad b+tch, eatin’ at ruth’s chris
red bone sh+t, she too thick
tryna get in her mouth like a tooth pick
i’m tryna hit it, i ain’t into sparin’ these hoes
shootin’ my shot like cupid
fish tail, hit the break and i’m tearin’ out
we get too many racks not to pass out
proud of them cos my n++++s some half+knots
paper tag, we do digital dash now
on the low, it ain’t nothin’ to cash out
they know i live what i rap ‘bout
turn around baby, see what you turn down
i thumb through these racks, i don’t lose count

- whew lyrics

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