crowd killer

Ops, get em, he cannot spin out of it A cop's a killer, if you on my kind of shit TayK did the race, I'm working on my magnum opus now All my peers are laughing, but they won't be when I'm in my crown Yeah, yeah, Evan did the beat on this Rah, rah, know your place you little shit Ah, ah, listen or get pistol whipped I ain't on the molly bitch and I ain't on the Percocet Crowd killer, put you in your little spot Yeah, show me what you little bitches brought Yeah, homie, rockin' in the renaissance Sippin' on our cup of Sprite and codeine and them Jolly Rocks Sippin' on lean, feelin' extreme Sippin' on anything nothing that's green Crowd killer Crowd killer in the dead of night Crowd killer Crowd killer and im feeling alright Crowd killer Watch me blow up; be hell of a sight Jakey Plug is holdin' onto the mic Holler at me if you wanna get right When I want action, I get it done well The Jakey plug trains leavin' at 12 Like me when I'm loaded the ship would've sailed Ship would've sailed, you would've failed (Uhda) In the Benz we bail In the Benz we bail Avoiding county jail, stackin' all my cash Weed inside my dash, smokin' outa hookah Addin' flavor to my ash The United Nation views me as a mother fuckin' diplomat Crowd killer, say my name as loud as you can Crowd killer, I'm the fuckin' victory man, Crowd killer Gonn' die when I'm ready with a million bands I don't negotiate wont hear your demands If you don't listen, you're catchin' these hands Crowd killer, put you in your little spot Yeah, know me, name will be in the biggest font Yeah, homie, know me before I get picked up I'll be a jit, or be a man, you know I pick that ladder one Yeah, yeah, you know I'm goin' number one Rah, rah, you know my name is Jakey plug I carry round a heater on a walk- In case I get crossed up, I'm learnin' how to play them sticks Without a single fuckin' drum Money on me, counting on me All of this pressure, I can't even breathe This is my A-Plan, i ain't got a B I got a dream and I gotta believe So for that reason, gotta give my all Shoot for stars, ain't gonna fall I know I'm finna' to be a hundred feet tall Stand on my money, I'll conquer it all- i'll learn how to dress and I'll learn how to ball i'll build up my mansion, and set it abroad Never be safe, so I leave my guard Pay for my scars, my platinum card M16s, plated in gold Ice on my militia, will make em go cold i'll have my own army when my records been sold have my own army when my records been sold Crowd killer, movin to a bigger spot Yeah, yeah, let me show you all the things I bought Yeah, yeah, you'll see me like I'm well endowed I finally wouldn't be, wouldn't be the killer in the crowd