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Crosstown (feat. Dante. & Blasto Sensei)

by Andrew Chris

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Well you can tell by the volume I don't give no fucks I've been down for a minute, but I'll come right up Took a drag in the 570 'fore I spent a couple hours in the city of the gold My mind, it froze it froze The sound, it told it told Told me everything I needed to know I'm only deuce-four, but my mind feel old Full stop How you do dat there Lookin' like an acrobatic how you move through the air Fuck the long talk shawtie just a real bad bitch No cap, got her dancin', doin' burpees on the dick Slick Pullin' up, lookin' like Chris Oo How the fuck you feelin' on this Oo I'm the only one to keep it goin' How you really wanna do it Either way I'm gon' love it If you could feel everything, everything It was real Everything, everything What's the deal After the bar opens, you never come my way, hey Yeah, what it sound like Lil too much bass Get it mixed right I don't give a fuck how you feel, cause I feel fine Yeah, you could tell by the hour that we're cloud-9, woah And it take time TikTok sippin' all the cheap wine I'm a geek, I'm a nerd, I'm a nice guy Imma take your mom on a date to the Guggeheim, bless I got a job and then quit in a day Then I got drunk at a cheap matinee I never hate, but I never get paid I'm wearing suede, so I better get laid Aye I cut it up like Kenobi Aye I had a feeling come over me Aye Bitch, I'm a dog, I'm a Doberman Aye Fuck them feds, fuck that government Ayyeee Fuck you, bitch None of yinz know me Low key drippin' I'm balling, Ginóbili Money long Jumpin' out the gym like geronimo You's a ho Lay it all down Baby, you should know I'm the only one to go and get it like this Matter of fact, you can see the glint on my wrist Middle finger flippin' everybody I hate I don't really worry 'bout nothin', I'm faded I don't really worry 'bout nothing, I'm faded I don't really worry 'bout nothing, I'm faded I don't really like you Well, you I'm hatin' I don't really care about this ho, she jaded We ain't on the same page I don't really ever like to act my age

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