Crybaby Flow
lilmal357
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Pop out with sticks and shoot lil willie Bitch I'm hanging out the sunroof 762 gon leave em missin Bk you betta stop dat dissin Bitch ion gotta pop no perc to go on drills that shit is in me Y'all must ain't heard of cleanup crew You wan talking like you hard when you got yo stick took by luh duke Bitch we out striking for loot Pop up on his block with 556 I blow it just like a flute Bitch I don't never leave my chrome He ran out the store this fully Drake gon send his ass home He said he hard but got caught telling Pushed up on his block with big boy sticks and my Mac 11 I dissed his ass and took his flow Bet not diss up on my game grenade launcher blow up yo door What the f*ck is a fast money Pull up on lil Tim block I see a opp make him a mummy Hop out the car and swing my stick Bet not diss up on my game boy I'll swear I'll get ya hit Like football we send that blitz Got the fye right to his head I told dat boy to make a wish Man what the f*ck I look like telling Bitch I'm scared of 12 Dey get behind me I bet I get to peepling He dissed my gang imma make him feel it Real wock is what I'm sipping Don't ask the score lil bitch we winning Pull up and hop out with that stick If you see me on my block and you shoot you bet not miss Dat boy a bum he smell like piss If I shoot my fye bet I'm not goin miss How you say you trippin never sold no brick Pop out with sticks and shoot lil willie Bitch I'm hanging out the sunroof 762 gon leave em missin Bk you betta stop dat dissin Bitch ion gotta pop no perc to go on drills that shit is in me Y'all must ain't heard of cleanup crew You wan talking like you hard when you got yo stick took by luh duke Bitch we out striking for loot Pop up on his block with 556 I blow it just like a flute Bitch I don't never leave my chrome He ran out the store this fully Drake gon send his ass home He said he hard but got caught telling Pushed up on his block with big boy sticks and my Mac 11 I dissed his ass and took his flow Bet not diss up on my game grenade launcher blow up yo door What the f*ck is a fast money Pull up on lil Tim block I see a opp make him a mummy Hop out the car and swing my stick Bet not diss up on my game boy I'll swear I'll get ya hit Like football we send that blitz Got the fye right to his head I told dat boy to make a wish Man what the f*ck I look like telling Bitch I'm scared of 12 Dey get behind me I bet I get to peepling He dissed my gang imma make him feel it Real wock is what I'm sipping Don't ask the score lil bitch we winning Pull up and hop out with that stick If you see me on my block and you shoot you bet not miss Dat boy a bum he smell like piss If I shoot my fye bet I'm not goin miss How you say you trippin never sold no brick
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Crybaby Flow Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 1 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/13409593/lilmal357/Crybaby+Flow>.
Discuss the Crybaby Flow Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In