I Don't Like to Leave the Crib (feat. $mG Cinco & Lvl9)

I ate a xan for breakfast, and i don't even like the shit Bought the hoe a burkin bag n i don't even like the bitch I’m about to hit the club n i don’t like to leave the crib But cinco got a 9 and he gonn ash it where ya mama live I ate a xan for breakfast, and i don't even like the shit Bought the hoe a burkin bag n i don't even like the bitch I’m about to hit the club n i don’t like to leave the crib But cinco got a 9 and he gonn ash it where ya mama live If a bitch need me imma take everything from her She a thick bitch, ooh she get it from her mama Cinco in this bitch countin c notes, that's one hunnid Keep a couple gunners, move around, don't get put under Imma rock out with this metal, i'm too hot, another level You can try, imma bless em, leave his ass on a stretcher Bought my bitch a burkin bag cause she stuck in her ways I don't leave the house but i'm outside today If a nigga try to rob then he get shot in his face Slide down on yo block then i'm up in the k You try to trip you get hit hit hit hit Fifty round clip in the stick stick stick stick I ate a xan for breakfast, and i don't even like the shit Bought the hoe a burkin bag n i don't even like the bitch I’m about to hit the club n i don’t like to leave the crib But cinco got a 9 and he gonn ash it where ya mama live