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the juice
My Bruce he come with the potent shit
Whys my man talking crud
Talk bout Ps but you ain't got funds
Say your boss but you talk too much
Say that you

love
Touch me imma spill blood
He said he was on crud
I said that's everything that I love
I said that's everything that I love
I love that money
I love

your average Low Hillian
Pass me the mic it's silly one
Never on killy don crud
But I'm killer like good
Don't touch road but a bit of me does
Going

respected
I'd rather roll around in the mud
No need to change my outfit
I like it better caked in crud

Uh-huh

There's artistry in carnage
Majesty in chaos

your average Low Hillian
Pass me the mic it's silly one
Never on killy don crud
But I'm killer like good
Don't touch road but a bit of me does
Going

the crud that I'm smokin', nigga, it's expensive
Bitches in my DMs, I don't even like them
Put my nigga Juu on the song, it's finna be a slapper
2014 Impala,

could have been stuck in the bando with fiends trappin.
If I wore a Bally on & talked crud would you rate me more,
Is it cause I talk the truth why they

Adventure' out the bank I strut
Had to get more gold, now they asking "What?"
I will never fold, put that on my blood
I be strolling up, now they chiefing crud

make a move I got a nervous twitch
The crud I'm blowing way too loud, I can't silence it

Audi barking like a dog on clouds, call it Scooby Doo
Going

Now your girls gone stray 

Down on my dick when she look this way 

Shawty wanna party she wanna have fun 

Roll her own crud she ain't no dud 

Speak

Smoking so much crud my momma thought that I was popping pills
Put that shit back in your pocket you know I be getting better deals
I was born taking dubs

got it out the mud
Gotta tell the boys I gotta go sell some crud
Caught me off guard but I ain't gon run
I ain't got my gun
But imma get my get back

two you know I'd rather 

Roll that crud and dab that shatter 

Take my pick and scoop that batter 

One hard stoner I'm just badder 

Own my shit I

speak, what's above me
I don't know, it must be, cos my man said it
Crud me, cos my man begged it, then my man legged it
And switch it, I did, I move like

we come from the maddest Streets
Fuck your flash I'll take your cash
We do criminal activities
Fake friends that say their on crud
Since I left you lot

on a gem
You ain't gotta throw us
Just pay  us like you owe us,
Got it from the mud, see the crud on my shoulders
Black  hillbilly, chilly most posing
Use

ladies on my back, on my back ends
And they smoke crud, they so cray up off that last hit
No makeup her lashes, baby love her lashes
Looking like a star

A maybach Bentley and my aks
You get it any place so you come around my way
Im never on no crud and they always show you love

Living that gangsta way that's

Period blood is good as mud covered in crud
Smear it on theirselves frolic in it think they're rebels
E1.did that bitch just eat a clot
J1.I would hope not

aim at the face Ion need no scat this a mother fucking beamer
She fuckin' on me cause she know that I'm cleana, cuz robbed a nigga for his crud and his

Can't trust a nigga wit for shit,

You Envious count favors,

Twist crud

post where I want,
Spark up count paper,

Get em boxed up by a fan, blue

put some crud inside now I'm the highest
I was down depressed and feeling dead inside like really lifeless
Thought bout how shit'd be if I was gon but I

been mixing liquor
Light & dark
Light a fucking blunt up watch a fire spark
High on mars
Ain't no crud around but you can buy a cart
Niggas out here

in the back of that back
Crush ice, Molly water, plug cold when I drink I'm on my way to take another nigger hoe to the back
Smokin' crud non-stop