Gorillo - Crabs lyrics

(Yo Prov is on fire, n***a) Alright (That Slick Mix, n***a) You know what time it is I ain't gotta say too much Jduce man, Pushers and Peddlers man Shout out to everybody that f** with me Shout out to the whole squad RIP Ant, Long live 40 If you ain't at the table, you on the table You know my sh** n***as ain't f**ing with me This sh** real (That secret sauce, n***a) Aye Squad sh**, got the whole squad in here Gorillo on the beat [Hook X2] Walk up on him with the pump, he dont want that Call the dope James Harden cause it jump back These n***as is steady flopping Aim at em, Im Fetty Wap'ing Im cooking the work in the lab I keep em at bay with the jab No ring, I call em McNabb She said that you n***as is crabs n***as be souped like hoes standing next to me Praying and wishing that they b**h dont get a text from me And I bought her honey Woods, her favorite color yellow And she ask me why I rap and this what Im gon tell her Im tryna pull up in LAX yeah Ima be in all black Picking which weed Im gon grab, looking for something to stab Better than calling a cab, Texas they call it a slab Hit the folks and do my dab, Hit the folks and do my dab They telling me its my turn and I tell em to turn up Money is all that I earn and the weed Ima burn up Wax all in my wood, yeah I picked the worm up Feelings ain't in my vocab, yeah I gave the term up She was souped when I flew by her man was so sick So fly so high Im on my own sh** Trapping hard man Im tryna buy my own brick And you can't tell me what to do I got my own dick! [Hook X2] Walk up on him with the pump, he dont want that Call the dope James Harden cause it jump back These n***as is steady flopping Aim at em, Im Fetty Wap'ing Im cooking the work in the lab I keep em at bay with the jab No ring, I call em McNabb She said that you n***as is crabs Im tryna get me a farm, bales packed in the barn My dick half of her arm, she tryna ring the alarm This beat is a cold case, I blind em with no mase k** at a slow pace, Jason he [????] no face Tell em to chill out, he only turn up cause we bring the pill out Well I bring the steel out And I Jack-son when I go the field route I am not stressing, when I open my eyes those are my blessings Get psyched for a check man Trying to keep two nines like I am a Texan My n***as is locked in, and we gotta eat theres no other option [??????] Got records for moving the rock like Im Stockton And the morning is so bright And Im smoking the green, and Im selling all white Ya rap sh** is alright But Im going in like Ive been up for all night Money go, money come and it come back Just make sure when it come, you let some stack And now its dope bro, they used to be running crack 28 fell out the hole, call it a running back [Hook X2] Walk up on him with the pump he dont want that Call the dope James Harden cause it jump back These n***as is steady flopping Aim at em, Im Fetty Wap'ing Im cooking the work in the lab I keep em at bay with the jab No ring, I call em McNabb She said that you n***as is crabs