Huh?
Yeah
Ayy
Look, pull up, what’s crackin’? (Crackin’)
Pull up, what happened? (Grrt)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics)
A lot of guns and automatics (Automatic)
Pull up, what’s crackin’? (What’s crackin’?)
Pull up, what happened? (What happened?)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics)
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime (Grrt)
‘Cause we already done faced time (Na Na)
Free D-Nice, he doin’ state time (D-Nice)
You need the blicky, you can take mine (Huh)
Baby, you know I’m ridin’ for my baby (Baby)
One dead, two dead, yeah, we wildn’ up in Macy’s (Woo)
You ain’t gettin’ bread ’cause you lazy (Lazy)
You call the cops, then he gon’ raid me
Neno cooler than cooler, he still an ooter, he don’t settle for nothin’ (Grrt, bow)
Uh, bluffin’, p#ss# boy, stop all that bluffin’ (Stop all that bluffin’)
Run Ricky, yeah, he runnin’ (Run), run Ricky, yeah, he runnin’ (Ricky)
Back out, brush ’em, know some n#gg#s that’ll shoot you for nothin’
No politicin’, no discussions (Nah), no politicin’, no discussions (Bye, bye)
Uh, did you? You ain’t gettin’ bread, n#gg#, did you? (Nah, nah)
Big Nappy Blue, that boy evil, Big Nappy Blue, that boy evil
Look, pull up, what’s crackin’? (Grtt, pull up)
Pull up, what happened? (Woo)
A lot of guns and automatics (Grtt, grtt)
A lot of guns and automatics (Bow, brrt)
Pull up, what’s crackin’? (Woo, pull up)
Pull up, what happened?
A lot of guns and automatics (Brrt)
A lot of guns and automatics (Brrt, Takeoff)
Takeoff
Pull up, what happened? (What happened?)
Pick up that fire and I’m blastin’ (Brrt)
It wasn’t no need to hit ’em with the ratchet (Nah)
So, f#ck, it I smack ’em (Smack ’em)
It’s Takeoff the rocket and I’m with the Woo, b#tch
We everlastin’ (b#tch)
I got a starting five that be natural
And the b#tch be plastic (Plastic)
Whippin’ that, that come with that (Shh), while I be swervin’ in traffic (Skrrt)
And the opposition better not (No), ’cause they know what’s gon’ happen (Don’t tell ’em that)
Talk to that boy, he on FaceTime (Brrt)
Heard he got hit, it’s a flatline (Shh)
Don’t know what you do ’bout yours (No), but I’ma go Kanye ’bout mine
My jewelry’s too cold, you catchin’ pneumonia (Cold)
I took the beat and I gave it corona (How?)
Send me the drop and my n#gg#s be on it (Drop)
Only fear God, now show my opponent (God)
Ain’t no complainin’ ’bout makin’ a bag, boy, you gotta get if you really want it (Get it)
We be them n#gg#s that f#ck up the city, they know us for clappin’ at all our opponents (Brrt)
Look, pull up, what’s crackin’? (Crackin’, pull up)
Pull up, what happened? (Grrt)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics, brrt)
A lot of guns and automatics (Automatic, brrt)
Pull up, what’s crackin’? (What’s crackin’? Pull up)
Pull up, what happened? (What happened?)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics, brrt)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics, brrt)
Look, pull up, what’s crackin’? (Crackin’)
Pull up, what happened? (Grrt)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics)
A lot of guns and automatics (Automatic)
Pull up, what’s crackin’? (What’s crackin’?)
Pull up, what happened? (What happened?)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics)
A lot of guns and automatics (‘Matics)
Other Songs from FAITH Album
30
8-Ball
Back Door
Beat The Speaker
Bout A Million
Brush Em
Coupe
Demeanor
Demeanor (Spanish Translation)
Genius
Good News
Manslaughter
Merci Beaucoup
More Time
Mr. Jones
Outro
Spoiled
Tell The Vision
Top Shotta
Woo Baby
Woo Baby Interlude
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