Can’t Be Crete Boy

Turn my headphones up a lil' bit

Yeah

I'm the best to ever do it, nigga

Yeah, yeah

Breakin' up happy homes, Chrome Heart made my coat

These niggas behavin' when rappers around, they actin' like Amber Rose

She a ho, so I couldn't propose, give a fuck if her name was Toast

Every day, I re-up on the dope, we gon' drink us a cup with the fro

Goyard filled up with the load, dirty money, I spray it with cologne

Drive-thru, had the trap house rollin', first play with the head, she gold

I make it so she get a swimmin' lesson, I told her to backstroke

Yeah, you woulda thought I was a tennis lesson, I'm servin' my ZIP code

I'm poppin' these pills, smellin' like weed, don't fuck with award shows

He said he was standin' on business, but him and the opps had a convo

I walk through the kitchen to get in the club, you standin' in line, broke

Every day, dead fresh my closet, can't live basically, I'm dyin' slow

I'm sippin' codeine by the pint, lil' baby, I'm sorry, I don't drive boat

I'm throwin' it up in the club, the money you'd risk your life for

I'm rockin' the Concrete Air Force 1, I can't put a price on it

My twin got big-ass stones in the ear, look like he did a heist for it

My mama paid three thousand for a bag, can't even put her phone in it

Paid two-fifty cash for gold Patek, ain't even have stones in it

You niggas so soft, we cut them boys up and ain't got no bones in 'em

Fuck around, fire, I spilled some blood all on my Chrome denim

Nigga mad at me, be mad at your ho, what the fuck is wrong with him?

Y'all took that front and unintentionally doin' a song with him

I-T-S-U-S, anywhere, everywhere, nigga, we hot

These niggas so lame, they rock they jewelry inside the house

Ain't fuck with these niggas, I'm master, movin' around like a bastard

Ain't goin' back and forth with no sucker-ass nigga who fill out FAFSA

First nigga tug on my chain, make an example, make a disaster

I like my hos no face, no case, my bitch straight out Nebraska

Swear to God, I hate all these niggas

On my mama

Nigga, don't ever get it confused just 'cause it's paint on the nail

That motherfucker still squeeze the trigger (brr)

Head-tap it, laid off in them tropics with some exotic shit

Goin' out bad out the mouth come with consequences

You a whole ho, we seen it on the celly cam

Never catch me promoting weed on the Instagram

I wish my bitch would try to pull a Larsa Pippen

I just pulled up wood frames, rockin' Ken Griffeys

Even if I could stop, I wouldn't abort the mission

Bought that bitch a Tiffany bracelet and she started trippin'

You can't call me lil' bro 'cause you ain't richer than me

I just filled my tires up, goin' a hundred and sixty

Gave the bitch a cool rack, had his ass pissy

I don't usually do that, but that'll make her miss me

Beggin' for her back, sneakin', I don't trust him

Terrible matchup, think he fuckin' with me

Hit his ass up like Dr. Miami

Bringin' cash up, I'm in the sixties family

M's

Yeah

Gang, gang

Can't Be

CB, Crete boy, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Ridin' 'round the city, dirty one-liter with me

These niggas like police dogs, nose in my business

I know a nigga hustle harder and he one-legged

We hop out suicide doors, the coupe got double letters

Young nigga ballin' OD, they need to drug test me

I'm in the field rockin' Chrome like Odell Beckham

I bought my shit so much shit, I got caught textin'

He just another dead goofy, he is not a legend

My whole gang up, purple rain, no umbrella

Mind got me paid off of kickin' shit, Lionel Messi

White lady starin' at my chain, nice, I created it

Glass pint slippin' out the bottle, ooh, Cinderella

Walk down, tag a windshield like a car seller

Kill a young nigga, make his ass meet his ancestors

We just poured a pop, probably add what your stash was

We don't wear no Goyards for fashion, it's cash in it, nigga