Datkid - Crud Addict lyrics

[Hook] “Rap game heavy hitters” “Last place you wanna bring the drama at” “Remember I showed you I graze heads” “29 and 30 emcees, I do ’em dirty” “Rap game heavy hitters” “Last place you wanna bring the drama at” “Remember I showed you I graze heads” “Get my head right to smash your moms” [Datkid] Yo, This is that black leather gloves with the Marigold’s under s**t My patience ain’t as long as my penis Stay out for everything like I need it Take candy from your baby; tell you that “I’m teethin'” ‘Do the crime, do the time’ F**k that, I’m breezin’ Babylon; dead Bally, make sure they seen it Lifestyle; hotcakes Demeanor; freezing Slap you in your mouth Then again just for bleedin’ I’m calm nowadays; I ain’t never been tame Would call half you rappers out But I can’t remember your names You got your tongue in my arse I got my head in the game I might as well do it Either way, I’m gettin’ the blame Yo, contraband wedged in my arse crack One hand in your pocket The other unclippin’ your chick’s bra strap I’ll bounce your head off the tarmac And leave you roadside, without your s**t, like you just got carjacked I’m so loose, you can’t tie me down You know where to find me F**k if I might be found They let me out of jail Bates is like “Why’s he out?” I’m still out here cruddin’ out How’d you like me now? That’s real life; you wouldn’t know You ain’t the real type I snatch handbags, snatch mics and steal bikes Can’t nothin’ match what jackin’ you feels like I do it out of greed, just cause it feels nice You’re oblivious; I’m sizin’ you up like garms Yeah, I’ll take your b***h walkies, better watch my charm Can’t seem to keep my hands to myself Or my thoughts in my head That’s how you b**hes get talked into bed Man your breath smells like my fingers I wonder why, yeah I wonder why Bet she kissed you after; I bring the drama I was the guy, yeah I was the guy I’ve earned my status, check my background Bris knows me I’ll take your door off for your s**t like it’s police 1-3-1-2 G, F**k the long arm When they lift me it’s all tight lips; no speech I’m on my money game, I bust knuckles in bloody states That “don’t f**k with me”; cruddy fame I turn up at the spot, they like “Oh, what a bloody shame” But you say it quietly, like my f**in’ name [Hook] “Rap game heavy hitters” “Last place you wanna bring the drama at” “Remember I showed you I graze heads” “29 and 30 emcees, I do ’em dirty” “Rap game heavy hitters” “Last place you wanna bring the drama at” “Remember I showed you I graze heads” “Get my head right to smash your moms”