Ground Up - Cracci Love lyrics

Get Cracci love Hold up, I get Cracci love Yeah [Hook] Hold up I'm a mothaf**in stunna' If you ask 'em how I keep it they'll tell you that's a hunna (that's a hundred) And it don't matter what my lady does (say word) Cause all the b**hes 'round the way give me Cracci love Hold up I'm a muhf**in stunna' If you ask 'em how I keep it they'll tell you that's a hunna (that's a hundred) And it don't matter what my lady does (say word) Cause all the b**hes 'round the way give me Cracci love [Verse 1: Malakai] We outchea with a crazy buzz (say word) Rolled up that hair bang and she swear she smoke some angel dust (hell nah) We in here fifty deep and we don't forget who came with us (uh uh) You bought them hoes drinks and they ditched y'all to come hang with us (hah) And no you fools don't bang with us And did I mention I got b**hes out in states you've never been in And I only pay for drinks (so I don't have to pay attention) Bet she get bussed down like dishes then she's sensitive and senseless And she sippin' and we tippin' and she laugh at every sentence With my n***as and some strippers in your distract causin' mischief Come and check in if you trippin' but it's really bout that business One hundred mill is the mission, when I said, then I meant it If I made it then I spent it and it's probably just on dinner One hundred is how I keep it, one hundred is my percentage Don't remember where I started but she f**ed me 'til I finished You know I had to card her, ain't gon' never catch me slippin' n***a I'm just f**in' stuntin' I been done with all that pimpin' Yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: Azar] OK, OK, but it wasn't always like this They would tell me, "loosen up", but I stayed on my vice grip That's why my circle's tight knit, don't panic through crisis It may not be right but at least we stay righteous Obnoxious, hard-knock sh** my fur came from foxes My kush came from Cali, my b**h from the tropics I'm just a lock-smith tryna' find a way in Got my squad with me all I gotta do is say when Just ask about me b**h, I work a thousand shifts I know some kids who grew up rich and won't amount to sh** I call 'em counterfeits, sometimes I really wonder if Any of you fools know what keepin' it one hundred is So hold up, wait a muhf**in' minute Got her cookin' up some dinner while I'm rolling up my spinach Shorty's well aware I'm a mothaf**in menace So I never start something that I know I can't finish Ah [Hook] [Outro]x2 Give me cracci love, gimme gimme cracci love Give me cracci love, gimme gimme cracci love Give me cracci love, gimme gimme cracci love 'Cause all the b**hes round the way give me cracci love