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crocs & wock’ lyrics
[intro]
hunnid blue and all ba— (hey)
hunnid ball and all blues on me (hmm)
hunnid off, hehe, what up, h_lly?
yeah
b_tch, alright, back to it, huh
hunnid ball in all— (ahem)
hunnid ball in— huh, yeah (h_lluva made this beat, baby)

[verse]
hunnid ball in all blues on me, b_tch think i’m crip
in the deep, great white, don’t think i’m shrimp
g_o_a_t, sh_t, b_tch, i think i’m him
gotta be ten plus with me to think i’m kin
we are not cousins, we are not nothing
b_tch, i’m tryna f_ck, turn around, we are not hugging
if i hear it’s up, guarantee i got the glock jumping
‘miris or the ksubis or the purple’s, i don’t rock hudson’s
threw the beam on the glock ’cause it comes in handy
shot his legs off, he took the bag and tried to running man me
hundrеd dollar plates every mеal, b_tch, my stomach fancy
i was young as h_ll loving pape’, you was in love with candy
i was young as h_ll masked up, before halloween
i was young as h_ll on that one sh_t, counting cheese
i was young as h_ll on that court, hoped they scouted me
now, i’m balling on whoever once doubted me
told the b_tch get the f_ck on if she ain’t throwing neck
zaza, turtle pie, this ain’t motor breath
ten toes, b_tch, i’m with the reaper, all he know is step
backwood full of runtz, swear i ain’t joking, neph’
rapstar, walk around with a frozen neck
reach for a chain, hitman lay your soul to rest
skinny motherf_cker, buffs on, all i know is flex
could’ve been a broke motherf_cker, but i chose a check
could’ve been poor, but i’m rich now
turnt the city up, the first video on richtown
hip hop [?], big threats, b_tch, i’m lit now
sh_ttyboyz, dog sh_t militia, don’t get bl!cked down
red beam on old dog nose, he a big clown
unky moving through the ‘bows, this his fifth pound
thousand dollar sneaks, i’d take your ass to drip town
hitman mr. headshot, you better get down
you better try and run and flee, you better tuck and duck
big bad wolf, the backwood finna huff and puff
working magic with the visas, hufflepuff
in a sp_ceship, high as h_ll, finna hover up
three of red, turn my mountain dew into martian juice
push the lil’ b_tton, finna start the coupe
this sh_t chess, so you better play your smartest move
put that lil’ gun down, you ain’t got the heart to shoot
if we down two, i got a three in me
b_tch talk loose, i’m on her head like a beady bead
y3 joggy, kanye’s, i got adida feet
in the scam house, same block, you can see a fiend
cous’ in the trap, f_ck around with some p’s of beans
lil’ lightskin, pretty b_tch like alicia keys
ever get some real cheese? gotta feed your team
wear crocs on some millionaires, i’m just being me
[outro]
hehe, ayy, sh_ttyboyz
what up, h_lly?
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, sh_ttyboyz

- babytron

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