Crenshaw To Fig (feat. Z.O!)

Lyin' on the Gram for a name, what is that about?

I might give this girl the world, If she hold me down

Lovin' my demeanor, She know I don't play around

****, I don't know in my section, Knock him out of bounds

Gstar

Lyin' on the Gram for a name, what is that about?

I might give this girl the world, If she hold me down

Lovin' my demeanor, She know I don't play around

****, I don't know in my section, Knock him out of bounds

The ones here now are the ones stayin' with me

I'm tryna keep my cool, Why **** playin' with me?

When I pop outside, gotta keep the gang with me

Don't really fuck with **** nowadays, they Diddy

Used to play football so I gotta hit stick

If that's really your girl, why she suckin' on my dick?

Made money different ways, origami I flip

I'll break any bitch that think I'm a trick

I'll do it myself, like my name John Wick

Me and Flock stay together like Morty and Rick

If you wanna touch money, then go take the risk

Got bitches on a blade from Crenshaw to Fig

Yeah, Igh

I'm finna break this bitch

Yeah, give me all that money, I need cheese

And if I put you on my blade, it's a fee

If you don't got the money, stripped to your feet

Yeah, these my streets, I got the keys

We had a penthouse full of bad hoes

We had a hell of a night, go ask bro

Hella money, yeah, stacked on that flow

Yeah, we run shit, ****, top floor

And if you wanna hate on us, then up score

Cause I'm a real ****, don't give a fuck what you on

Facts

Like, hold on, wait

Hold on

Like, hold on, wait

Hold on

Like, hold on, wait, bring that shit back

The whole team lined up, tryna crack

I can't even blame em, yeah, that shit fat

But I'm the only **** hittin, no cap

Like, hold on, wait

Hold on

Like, hold on, wait

Hold on