Crime Gon Pay

Shit like the Bulls into Dynasty Extraordinaire Superior marksmen I painted the corners nigga MegaloDon Its on nigga I ain't gotta look at the scoreboard I already know i go hard nigga Sour and hard liquor I got the whole squad with us The Hondas is parked in front I go back to back to back with the yac and You Act and get slapped in the back of the cap with the mac No you want no parts with us Nah I ain't have the heart to bust Till I mixed the cigarettes with the jars of dust Nah I ain't say I smartened up But I'll Say I'm Offly nuts My palm is a clutch That calm is a rush Your whole army is sus Trust im targeting up And I ain't ever been with no acting Like Frank Lucas bust off while you yappin I'll blow the mucus off your skull with no napkin Then walk off like the captain The city love me People like nothing happened Don't ask them It's a dark cloud over the town but I'm bright enough Only loose is my Timbs You better tighten up P-Flippa dropping them jewels I hope you got a Glove Cause once niggas label you food Then I gotta grub Don't confuse a lot of love You running through a lot of smuts I got the word or two You been serving dog food All through my yard dude And halls too Sheesh that's a harsh move Homie you's a hard stool I ain't no video game console I don't just cut throat I'll rip out your tonsils Thinking you big willie Pop the chain on your mongoose lil nigga Lil nigga thinking they big willie Aight MegaloDon gon come see about it motherfucker MegaloDon bitch We was low let them lack Let the mack off ain't no holding back On the grind all day Flipping packs out of my mom's hall way It was cold in the trap Shoot up the whole scene we don't know how to act You know I don't play Plotting on a lick yeah crime gon pay Shatter that glass jaw you ain't know you had You'll catch bullet feel like I hit you with shoulder pads I'll hit stick you Fifth gripper Shit lift you up Higher then some rolled up grass and stronger hash Yeah all that jazz Oh you tall We still backing you down Ostertag And if you talk We clean you like laundry then we fold your ass Sweep you up like custodians Hope you notice him focusing with the scope To open your POLO brim Who's as cold as him Sniper give your scalp a trim You trippin what you been sippin I'll throw the clip in Leave your cool aid dripping All over your new True Religions Who you kidding Dissing me I'll have you sewer swimming Who you killing Wipe your mouth you got manure drippin Pimpin I gotta let it out nobody hot as him Even when my pen run out I'll still demolish them Bottom line I'm the Top Boy Kane Robinson We was low let them lack Let the mack off ain't no holding back On the grind all day Flipping packs out of my mom's hall way It was cold in the trap Shoot up the whole scene we don't know how to act You know I don't play Plotting on a lick yeah crime gon pay