Crew (feat. Brent Faiyaz & Shy Glizzy) - GoldLink

Crew (feat. Brent Faiyaz & Shy Glizzy)

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Lyric

She see money all around me

I look like I'm the man, yeah

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been? (Yeah, yeah)

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank (ooh, no, no, no-uh)

Don't hold no rank

Yeah, uh

Dirty ass, Maryland ass nigga with a sick ass mouth and a slick ass flow, uh

Got your bitch around me, nigga, ain't no playin'

When I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn

Do it for my niggas in the coast right there

Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now

Niggas got killed for the boy live his dreams in the hills

And they watchin' for the boy right now

Goddamn, what a time, what a year, uh

We are what them young boys fear, uh

I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lie

You can tell that from our peers right now

Bet you wanna fuck me now, uh

Bet you wanna love me down, uh

Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said

But know I'm down, uh

Freaky deaky show me something, uh

Shake it like you owe me something, uh

Pushin' on the pussy like a button

Came four times, fifth time you gushin', uh

Still gettin' rowdy in the function, uh

Bitches on my dick like it's nothing, uh

Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', bumpin', jumpin', yeah

Hey, nice to meet, I'm Young Jefe, who you be?

Got a piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beat

She invite me to her crib, I walk in she see my heat

She said "But I live in the hills" bitch, that's just the way I sleep

Stop that madness, I'm a savage

In traffic with MAC 11's

Baddest bitch and she Spanish

I fly her to Calabasas

We get nasty, I'm her daddy

She know a nigga ain't average

Ain't nothing wrong with fake asses

Bitch, turn around, let's make magic

I'm geekin', uh huh, I'm on it

Don't look at me like you want it

Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin'

In fourth down we ain't puntin' it

King of District of Columbia

Can't come here without a permit

This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas

She see money all around me (hey, hey, hey)

I look like I'm the man, yeah (Young Jefe Holmes)

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been? (Yeah, yeah)

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank (ooh, no, no, no-oh)

Don't hold no rank

- It's already the end -