48 Crusades
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Lyrics
My flow so sharp I tear my mouth, I be the masochist My word my bond, u niggas word about as strong as plastic is I shoulda never smoked that sweet n sour widow Got me power napping with my eyes open staring out the window And from me u gets no sympathy I lost my feelings cuz a nigga stay so incoherent I lost my bitch just for buying another bitch some earrings I lost some weight and had to leave the state for goodness sake Snuck back in my mamas crib and fixed myself a healthy plate I'm bout my green soon as I wake up like healthy shakes She lookin at me like boy u funny but don't think you bout to penetrate And i dont hesitate I kill that pussy Bring it back like a seance Water be the fragrance New doc on the block, u see I got no patients My pockets real colorful lined up wit lots of crayons Squeeze racks out these chickens Lil mama do it for the D they call her Big Sean But this is Big Christian, ur server This game full of chips and its looking like its crunch time, lunch time If u think it's ur time then u staring at the wrong time Better check ur wrist watch I'm just tryna upgrade to an AP from a G-Shock, that's what I call a flip flop No joke, got fiends yelling out ayo Chris Rock I lift my shirt up like I'm 2Pac minus the sit-ups I be the big one at the bando wit a bad ho playing instrumentals My pockets keep some fat Wallace, ain't that Big I think I'm too high if I'm being honest I be a comet I got that yak mixed wit that chronic Boy keep me on it There's 48 laws of power Man that's 2 for every hour Read that shit in half a day n still had time to smoke u dudes like sour Fuckin on ya bitch for half an hour N i dont even try I just let her try the powder I devour any beat u throw at me Empower all the fiends heroically Talking all that shit I stare u down real stoically A moment please There's 48 laws of power Man that's 2 for every hour Read that shit in half a day n still had time to smoke u dudes like sour Fuckin on ya bitch for half an hour N i dont even try I just let her try the powder I devour any beat u throw at me Empower all the fiends heroically Talking all that shit I stare u down real stoically A moment please Damn near burned off my fingertips from smoking all those clips Copped my first Coogi sweater back in '06 Then I found out my flow immaculate So spectacular I only liked two things back then, it's still the same two Writing poetry n beating pussy walls until they turn blue She need some spackle on A thick accent jawn Skin buttery in camisoles U a shoulda woulda coulda ass nigga Ask niggas It's Big Chri I'll have your bitch eating my kids like the creatures from the Stranger Things I just wanna live in harmony Tried to stay back, but that pussy it keep calling me Calling me a problem and she stay problem solving me Talk to me nice in all white like a orderly I take a pill I give her 1, 2 like George Forman b N she attracted to Balenciaga Heron Preston in my closet Fast money, quick deposits I dont know girl, something bout u make my dick the hardest Yea, my weed smell like a nigga farted Tell me what u into give you retail, Neiman Marcus Smoking on some spices from the Far East My weed bomb like i got ISIS on the blunt leaf There's 48 laws of power Man that's 2 for every hour Read that shit in half a day n still had time to smoke u dudes like sour Fuckin on ya bitch for half an hour N i dont even try I just let her try the powder I devour any beat u throw at me Empower all the fiends heroically Talking all that shit I stare u down real stoically A moment please
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:45
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 173 BPM