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Burna Bandz

"CROS"

[Chorus]
I'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
I'm in my zone, cooking your zone
Got me a clone, dripping VLONE
Hit him in his dome, hit him and go
Aye lil' b*tch, aye watch your tone
She wanna give me neck in the ghost
Tell that lil' b*tch I ain't average joe
She wanna be gang, she be doing the most
Who want a toke? Come get the smoke
I'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
I'm with the gang and we giving out smoke
Pass him the dime I know he gon' score
We in the bando serving snow
You know I go half and half for cro
We smoking demi and we toast
We getting money and some more

[Verse 1]
We smoking demi and we toast
Throw up a three, shoutout the bros
I'm in the North, my youngins gon' wait at your door
Make a rule and I don't break the code
It was June but the trap let it snow
I've been whipping and doubling O's
Might go OT when nobody knows
Might go slide, when I wanna dirty these poles
Sipping ratio or pour up a four
Man, free all my dawgs on the road
I'm still with the cros, still with the bros
Late night and we letting sh*t go
I drip like a pond, she like, "Oh My God"
She wanna f*ck, yeah she bored
She up for the night but by the dawn she gotta get outta the door
Get outta door, whore
I know you said you ain't f*cking the bros
Bro pulled the cord, yeah
I know you ain't aiming unless in the nose
Stay afloat like a boat
Finish a pack, come in and go
Soon as the pressure get crackin', he choke
n*gga slippin' like he slip on soap

[Chorus]
I'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
I'm in my zone, cooking your zone
Got me a clone, dripping VLONE
Hit him in his dome, hit him and go
Aye lil' b*tch, aye watch your tone
She wanna give me neck in the ghost
Tell that lil' b*tch I ain't average joe
She wanna be gang, she be doing the most
Who want a toke? Come get the smoke
I'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
I'm with the gang and we giving out smoke
Pass him the dime I know he gon' score
We in the bando serving snow
You know I go half and half for cro
We smoking demi and we toast
We getting money and some more

[Verse 2]
And yeah i'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
Leave him with holes [inaudible]
She ride the di*k just like a bike
Super saucy as she give me dome
Back in the seven we were selling dope
I had to take a flight to trap it up North
[inaudible] bands on the torch
He don't play sports 'cause he don't score
She boss up the first night so she feeling like a whore
Diamonds they hit 'em they leave you so sore
I got the drip, I got a pole
f*ck up some racks, drip some more
Fendi my kicks, fresh out the store
Brand new fifth send you a boy
I work my wrist, I got a four
This ain't the draft, she said i'm chosen
Still ball like DeRozan
Headshot, shoutout cronem
We got the ball rolling
You know I ain't going
Lil' ho' so annoying
One move and we blow him
The f*ck was you thinkin'?
What the f*ck was he doing?
Dummy

[Chorus]
I'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
I'm in my zone, cooking your zone
Got me a clone, dripping VLONE
Hit him in his dome, hit him and go
Aye lil' b*tch, aye watch your tone
She wanna give me neck in the ghost
Tell that lil' b*tch I ain't average joe
She wanna be gang, she be doing the most
Who want a toke? Come get the smoke
I'm with the cros, i'm with the woes
I'm with the gang and we giving out smoke
Pass him the dime I know he gon' score
We in the bando serving snow
You know I go half and half for cro
We smoking demi and we toast
We getting money and some more

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