[Intro: Crash Rarri]
(Ain't gon' lie, bruh, Rayan, you went crazy on this one)
I'm just tired of all these niggas talkin' 'bout shit that they don't know nothin' about, drugs you don't know nothin' about
That jewelry, that shit is cap
(Nile, I hear you)
Shit too crazy out here, man, the streets fucked up, man, niggas tellin'
Can't believe these niggas, man
No cap
(Aloy)
(You know how the kid play)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Crash Rarri]
I cannot believe these niggas or these hoes no more
They talkin' 'bout diamonds around they neck, but they ain't froze no more
They talkin' VVs in they sеt that they can't show no more
They talkin' 'bout drugs that thеy don't get, can't push no load no more
We, we know that you a snitch and then you told some more
You told them crackers everything and you ain't get no parole
You talking gangster on the net, we know you really a ho
Don't front our moves on telephones, we get our man and we gone

[Verse 1: Crash Rarri]
These niggas always blowin' smoke, told 'em that cancer gon' come
They always screamin' on the net, throwin' a tantrum or somethin'
I'd rather rubber band a check, these niggas bumpin' they gums
I'll put a band on one of y'all's heads and watch you fuck niggas run
You let 'em tell it, they gon' yell it like you always been bums
But I put ice up on my chest, feel like it's Vicks on my lungs
Boy, I am grown, better watch your tone 'fore I put dick on your mom
I bang the 2, so I did two-tone on all of my charms
If you ain't got all of the money, why you callin' my phone?
If you ain't talkin' 'bout no head, you shouldn't head to my home
I'm hangin' up, these niggas talkin' way too much on my phone
A hundred K just came my way right when you left me alone
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