Whats Craccin
Cam
YK an I'm smokin something toxic
Knock em out the box Rick
Man I murda every project
Stop it
ya off topic
I prolly Project Pat
Before I Eva wake flaka
Wipe my feet off on the mat
I'm on this
New era
Hey boo boo
Call me yogi beara
I'm making them big boi moves
Paid my dews aimed my views
Got my juice
An really got it crackin
Back in wit the lac an then I'm smashin
Like I auta be
So please don't botha me
My 45 go on a coughing spree
Since optically
Nobody fuckin wit me logically
I Clean the floor the wae I mop the beat
Pussies penny pinchin
An ya talk is cheap
Bitch I'm the slaughter king
Hook cmak
I pull up wit all of my niggaz like whats crackin
And aint no dirt behind my back cuz i aint lackin
And every time we park a car we gotta back in
No one man show me and my niggaz bout to pack in
Jimi
I dont trust a soul so everywhere I go in packing
Cadillacin but you never catch me laccin
Switching lanes rolling solo put in traffic
Making plays on the metro I been trapping
All my boys been 'bout that action making money not fractions
If you book us for a show then you know we gonna crash it
Showing me that pussy then you know I'm gonna smash
If I'm rolling up the sticky then you know I'm gonna pass it
If you fucking with the kids then ima blast it
And if you fucccin with the fresh then its a classic
And if you fuccin with my money then you know its gone be tragic I dont trust a mf so I back in woah
Hook cmak
I pull up wit all of my niggaz like whats crackin
And aint no dirt behind my back cuz i aint lackin
And every time we park a car we gotta back in
No one man show me and my niggaz bout to pack in
Cmak
Me and my niggaz packed nigga there aint no room
Claimin dat u eatin but a nigga aint got no spoon
You say you wit some hitters but in real life no goons
You say you makin noise but in real life no tunes
Didn't wanna fuck wit us Iike we was some beginners
Now we eatin steak dinners while u rollin up some pinner
Aint no soft niggaz In my circle we got backbone
How the fuck you wanna do it if a nigga act wrong
w.a.e gang shit dont associate wit bitch made
I run shit dont really trip off what a bitch say
News flash nigga its a make over
On my life me and my niggaz bout to take over w.a.e
Hook cmak
I pull up wit all of my niggaz like whats crackin
And aint no dirt behind my back cuz i aint lackin
And every time we park a car we gotta back in
No one man show me and my niggaz bout to pack in
Cjt (verse)
Getting money getting paid
Everybody eating man I thought you knew the wae
I gotta say I'm feeling jaded If wae ain't on yo playlist u getting played
U better play this
It's that cash flow big dough yea imma ass whole
It's that bag flow everybody get on the damn flo
U over there u can show me the stash flow
Fastfo now I'm on the beach wit a Brando
Hook cmak
I pull up wit all of my niggaz like whats crackin
And aint no dirt behind my back cuz i aint lackin
And every time we park a car we gotta back in
No one man show me and my niggaz bout to pack in
Writer/s: Cameron Spence, Curtis Thomas, Jim Baker, Marquis Corsey
