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[chorus: chris crack]
stayin’ in my lane, we ain’t ridin’ on the same strip
they was just trickin’, i ain’t cheatin’ on my main b_tch
losers can’t sit wit’ us, them the guys you hang with
now i can’t trust a soul, that’s the way the fame get
they ain’t sh_t

[verse 1: chris crack]
now the chase on, don’t let ’em infiltrate
show ’em that ya cake long, hate strong
ain’t n0body finna play me, i ain’t trey songz
sh_t i know it hurts, i was bored so i’m thinkin’ i’d surf
if money the root of all evil, why they ask for it in church?
aye, that’s a verse from the 74th chapter
not a baptist, i was just tryna master my bachelors
this the good times, i wasn’t really proud of my pastor, uh
they won’t gas me, you can hold that
i call 911 and ask, “where the hoes at?”
take them back to where we whoop n_ggas
right out they mitch_ll & ness throwbacks
i need a cold pack for me knee, ’cause i hurt it from jumpin’ fences
man this pimpin’ was urgent
police listen, always try to get a, woo, from my burner
just make sure you got a tip for my service
and i always been sl!ck as detergent
i’m never workin’
[chorus: chris crack]
stayin’ in my lane, we ain’t ridin’ on the same strip
they was just trickin’, i ain’t cheatin’ on my main b_tch
losers can’t sit wit’ us, them the guys you hang with
now i can’t trust a soul, that’s the way the fame get
they ain’t sh_t
stayin’ in my lane, we ain’t ridin’ on the same strip
they was just trickin’, i ain’t cheatin’ on my main b_tch
losers can’t sit wit’ us, them the guys you hang with
now i can’t trust a soul, that’s the way the fame get
the same sh_t

[verse 2: $tevie adam$]
my_my_my main b_tch
she talk sh_t and i forgive her
middle finger to all her sorority sisters
they ain’t got sh_t to do with us livin’
(hand in hand in hand)
i call her bubbalicious, she too sweet
keep on openin’ doors for me
this pink ’73 impala
my n_gga [?] your charger
i’m breakin’ all of your daughters
on my o.g. scott walker, now she callin’ me father
[?], i don’t want no more problems
why she keep choosin’ me?
keep on do with me?
keep on ooh_in’ me
(‘in me)
[refrain: $tevie adam$]
all i do, hey (mothers of the church)
is think about your b_tch (where y’all get your fancy hats from?)
(i just wanna know)

[verse 3: $tevie adam$]
walk into sunday service
the way i be cussin’, make y’all thought i was worried
the pastors sh_t, he got his own demons
he be on that bullsh_t, so i’m in that pool pit
the diggers they lose it
ooh, they passin’ a plate b_tch
i’m too quick
[?] early, turn on that uzi
crack off a oz
he pass it to me, i accept respectfully

[outro: $tevie adam$]
all i do, hey
is think about your b_tch

- chris crack

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