I. Crawl Childish Gambino

[Intro: Mystikal]
Say it (Hit 'em), goddamn!
(Hit 'em) Goddamn! (Hit 'em) Goddamn!
Say it, Lord (Hit 'em), goddamn! Yeah
(Hit 'em) Goddamn! (Watch it, hit 'em)

[Chorus: Kai]
Where, where, where, where
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone

[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]
(Who am I?)
Rec League, I ain't paying to ball
Y'all B-string like a broke guitar
And I still put it down like the family dog
Yeah, I murder some, murder one
Explain it all, Ferguson
We ain't gotta sing the same old love song
Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on
Yeah, what you saying to it?
Old money look, no money don't do it
Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ie
And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty
(At her booty) What's the rationale?
They wanna smoke niggas when they Black and mild
So we act it out—okay, cool