crackheads freestyle lieu (Ft. blackwinterwells, doxia, fuckcru, funeral, Grandee, kuru, midwxst, saturn, SEBii, sholoh, tropes, twikipedia & Zootzie)
[Intro]
(lieu)
[Verse 1: lieu]
Claim you're smokin' on that loud, but I'm smokin' on that crack
I just made some shit, but I'ma put it in the trash
I don't hate you, bitch, it's just that your music's bad
At the end of the day, it's you comin' up in last
Call me broke, but you're broke, I just take it as a joke
I'm so high up off that Xan, I'ma motherfuckin' float
I'm still smoking on that crack, I might have a stroke
I got nothing else to add, I'll just go home
[Verse 2: sholoh]
All this gas in my eyes, no, I cannot see
Number (N)ine all on me, I feel like a nazi
I get bands, I get bands, that's for certain
Think we cool, we ain't gang, we ain't working
NOVAGANG is up (Yeah), I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Talking on my niggas (Yeah), then you better duck (Yeah)
Your bitch talk too much, she rеally want me to cuff
Give you one morе chance, then sorry, you're out of luck
[Verse 3: angelus]
I-I got Prada on my fit, I got Balmains on my feet, yeah
And you look like a lick, better watch out when I meet ya
And, yeah, I tote them sticks, if you talk down, you won't be here
I don't fuck with niggas 'cause these niggas moving weird, yeah
Smoking on this opp pack (Whew), now he's gone
I can never love back (Ew), what the fuck?
And these niggas some imposters, they be moving sus
And I can never worry about a bitch, I'm counting bucks, yeah
(lieu)
[Verse 1: lieu]
Claim you're smokin' on that loud, but I'm smokin' on that crack
I just made some shit, but I'ma put it in the trash
I don't hate you, bitch, it's just that your music's bad
At the end of the day, it's you comin' up in last
Call me broke, but you're broke, I just take it as a joke
I'm so high up off that Xan, I'ma motherfuckin' float
I'm still smoking on that crack, I might have a stroke
I got nothing else to add, I'll just go home
[Verse 2: sholoh]
All this gas in my eyes, no, I cannot see
Number (N)ine all on me, I feel like a nazi
I get bands, I get bands, that's for certain
Think we cool, we ain't gang, we ain't working
NOVAGANG is up (Yeah), I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Talking on my niggas (Yeah), then you better duck (Yeah)
Your bitch talk too much, she rеally want me to cuff
Give you one morе chance, then sorry, you're out of luck
[Verse 3: angelus]
I-I got Prada on my fit, I got Balmains on my feet, yeah
And you look like a lick, better watch out when I meet ya
And, yeah, I tote them sticks, if you talk down, you won't be here
I don't fuck with niggas 'cause these niggas moving weird, yeah
Smoking on this opp pack (Whew), now he's gone
I can never love back (Ew), what the fuck?
And these niggas some imposters, they be moving sus
And I can never worry about a bitch, I'm counting bucks, yeah
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