Everything’s Chrome King Critical (Ft. Duke Deuce & Key Glock)

[Intro: King Critical]
Its Critical, nigga (Cash)
Why everything chrome?
Lean, swag, rock with it
Lean, swag, rock with it
Lean, swag rock with it
It's the remix
Glizzy, what you cooking up?

[Verse 1: King Critical]
I get to the money, I get it and go
I'm fuckin' your bitch, got dick in her throat
Nigga, lean, just poured up a four
Run in your spot, taking your dough
Hit 'em high, hit 'em low, low
Woah, woah, woah
Its Critical, nigga
Let me quit playin' and get on this beat
I don't wanna hear when you talkin' to me
Freestyle, but the drip ain't free
Bust down and the bitch ain't cheap
She cuffin' now, I done hit her for weeks
Up now, got a sale on my weed
I got the keys to the streets
I'm sending niggas, bring 'em to me
These diamonds dancing, quit lookin' at me
Niggas be famous when they beefin' with me
You got guns, we got cannons
Hit 'em with drums, call the mechanic
Niggas be groovin', niggas be movin'
Callin' my shooters, they come and do you
Young niggas shooting, these young niggas shoot
Come to my city, won't see 'em again