RCA Records - Crew lyrics

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RCA Records - Crew lyrics

[Chorus: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I'm the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don't act like I'm your man You just a fan, you don't hold rank Don't hold no rank [Verse 1: GoldLink] Bet against a real a** n***a with a sick a** mouth and a slick a** flow Catch-a-bullet-'round-me-n***a and a player when I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn Do it for my n***as in the ghost right there Do it for my n***as in the ghost right now n***as got k**ed for the boy livin' dreams in the hills And it wasn't for the boy right now Goddamn, what a time, what a year, uh We are what them young boys fear, uh I k**, never been k**ed, that's real, no lies You can tell that from our pulse right now Bet you wanna f** me now, uh Bet you wanna love me down, uh Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said But know I'm down, uh Freaky Deaky show me somethin', uh Shake it like you owe me somethin', uh Pushin' on the p**y like a bu*ton Came four times, fifth time you gushin', uh Still gettin' rowdy in the function, uh b**hes on my dick like it's nothin', uh Everywhere I go now, always got sh** bumpin', jumpin', bumpin', jumpin', yeah [Verse 2: Shy Glizzy] Hey, nice to meet, I'm Young Jefe, who you be? Got my piece in Southeast, got her clappin' to this beat She invite me to her crib, I walk in, she see my heat She said, "But I live in the hills," b**h, that's just the way I sleep Stop that madness, I'm a savage, in traffic with MAC 11's Baddest b**h and she Spanish, I fly her to Calabasas We get nasty, I'm her daddy, does she know a n***a ain't average? Ain't nothin' wrong with fake a**es, b**h, turn around let's make magic I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it, don't look at me like you want it, no Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin', in fourth down we ain't puntin' it King of District of Columbia, can't come here without a permit This sh** really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas [Chorus: Brent Faiyaz] She see money all around me I look like I'm the man, yeah But I was down and out like last week Tell me where have you been? You came out of hiding, girl Don't act like I'm your man You just a fan, you don't hold rank Don't hold no rank