
why g - crossdatbridge lyrics
[verse 1: cadet4wi10]
we smash a car, make a play to buy a new whip (what else)
we bend a show, hit a l!ck then break a new b*tch (okay)
that’s the way it go hmm that’s the way it is (yup)
plan a b and c, gotta take a risk (tell em)
gotta lose it all and get it back like money mitch (true)
gotta leave the hood then bring it back they need a fix (they need it)
no she ain’t my beeeeeim p*ssed at a stick (momma)
cops called im arrested that’s the way it get (domestic)
plan c learn how to hustle and don’t neva quit (neva)
take yo time homework before yo blow the gl!ck (blow that b*tch)
jealousy and anger stupid you ain’t even rich (laugh)
stealin from my granmama just to get a scrip (d*mn)
that’s sum f*cked up sh*t i wish i neva did (yeh)
that’s a l beside a l like im carson wentz (ls)
don’t let the drugs take you speak the law on this (facts)
thinkin bout a rat b*tch make my tummy sick
ate a oxy told my b*tch it’s just a little perc (lil one)
just to calm my nerves
pink glock and fitty shot that’s him and hers (that’s us)
let me f*ck her face but she don’t like the way i curse (f*ck)
she caught me cheatin once again, bought the b*tch a purse (here you go baby)
first things first send a shot, put a hole through his t shirt (fah)
im buyin all the yercs
poppin xans yellows tabs jiggas and da gurts (gimme alldat)
press the dilly and the green i call that b*tch a herc (pouring sound)
spittin 52 bars i feel like little durk (ls)
pop a x it take a hour till her knees hurt (laugh)
this a in call telly yes she gone do the work (b*tch)
this is my phone celly no this ain’t gonna work (b*tch)
prayin in the church, or i head to masjeed wearing basic merch (rules)
preciate the diligence but i decline the search (f*ck em)
now they bring the dogs out these pigs the worst (f*ck)
[verse 2: tooly aveeze]
b*tch took a line she chuckle, know she taste the cut
i ain’t never seen her face, turn around just waist and b*tt
trick baby if ion get the time i’ll pay to f*ck
i’m a c*cky ass b*st*rd add yo hoe and say what’s up
she keep begging for the d*ck, don’t forget the l!ck the nuts
she can’t even take the tip, it start poking out her gut
i ain’t eating out yo coochie, can’t have my no nose around your b*tt
i said 90 of it raw, really 90 of it cut!
i might pull up with the village, got like 90 in the cut
will just rolled another wood, got me fighting with my lungs
i ain’t at shooting at no range, but i’m loading up these slugs
i ain’t staying at her place, i ain’t laying on no bugs
why you saying you cracking hoes, say yo name they stare and shrug
you ain’t really f*cking hoes, less you pay or give em drugs
i ain’t got my lil license but im steady loading trucks
wouldn’t wanna be you, gotta blame it on the luck
break the door and f*ck your b*tch, you stare like you a cuck
i ain’t even change the b*tch, she gon do it for a buck
how come every time she round act shy or show me love
cuz she in love with a scammer she was sucking on my gloves
i ain’t talking bout no soap, when i say im copping doves
and i ain’t talking bout no weed, when i say im moving drugs
i ain’t staining up my sheets!? she get d*cked down on the rug
she said n*gga water please, i pour casa in her mug
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