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Zaytoven

"Crabbers"

[Intro]
Aye, aye
(?) with those lights man
Bang, bang, bang
Twenty of them things
Bring those racks up
I made racks for all them things
Yeah ain't no more Act' man
It's some PTs and bricks, ain't no more Act'
(?) you know (?)
You know I want (?) right?

[Hook]
Chief So the most anticipated trapper
Why you always sh*ttin'? I'm a crapper
Fishy ass n*ggas, ya'll some crappers
Smack the b*tch head cause she's a grabber
Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper
I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher
Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter
You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered

[Verse 1]
Walked up in the court, I'm reekin'
Yeah I'm reekin' now I'm blinging
Smell like a pound of skunk, you smell like a pound of peaches
I remember trappin', ridin' round in the Regal
Now I pull up in that i8, look like some Adidas
Stripes on my sh*t so you know you can't beat me
Fredo in the cut like the sore on my f*ckin' knee and
Ridin' fast while I'm eatin', my car look like neon
You know I got D-Money, I'm flexin' like I'm Deion
Your weed stepped on, guess what? My sh*t peed on
I'm hot up in this b*tch, someone get some f*ckin' Freon
For my air conditionin', it feel like I cut the heat on
You wake up turn your swags on, I wake up turn my heat on
You a lame ass duck n*gga, n*gga you a peon
I'm coolin' at Leon's my independent kingdom
I pulled up to Harold's, eight piece with some lemon
Pepper on my sh*t, R. Kelly TP3 on

[Hook]
Chief So the most anticipated trapper
Why you always sh*ttin'? I'm a crapper
Fishy ass n*ggas, ya'll some crabbers
Smack the b*tch hand cause she's a grabber
Chief Sosa the most underrated rapper
I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher
Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter
You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered

[Verse 2]
Everybody loves Raymond don't they
These hoes'll eat my babies, won't they
Hundred shots for eighty homies
But I'm so well gettin' money
Wanna go and get some cheese
Hurry up, I'm really hungry
Try me we can bill your homies
Knock 'em down, rebuild your homies
Oh, damn, come
Burglary, we steal your homies
Oh, damn, whore
Potato sh*t, we peel your homie
My homies come and kill your homies
I'm paralyzed don't feel your homie
Damn, vroom
Pull up then four wheel your homie
All these n*ggas really phony
I got bread, I keep it long
Slice you like a pizza homie
Clear diamonds, VG on me
Boy don't go Luigi on me
Don't get caught what's in my tummy
Hi-Tech what's in my tummy
Bronx tale, n*gga you know I keep it sunny, he keeps glo'n
Coffee cake, n*gga I got fajita on me
I'm gone Reese's Pieces on you
Where your heater? Keep it on you
Only time you going bald is at the barber shop like Eva's (?)

[Hook]
Chief So the most anticipated trapper
Why you always sh*ttin'? I'm a crapper
Fishy ass n*ggas, ya'll some crappers
Smack the b*tch head cause she's a grabber
See Sosa the most underrated rapper
I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm a laugher
Me and Ben had conversations full of laughter
You got five million dollars for me then I'm flattered

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