Sy Ari Da Kid - Cream lyrics

Verse 1: Sy ari da kid] Gotta know I ain't nothing like other niqqas See I baked and grill like other niqqas you dig Like dirt with a shovel in it, I'm under ground like a tunnel with tunnel vison I got all my stats in double digits, your girl on my phone right now she f**ing with it She wetter then a ditch with a puddle in it, chew a niqqa cuz I got flavors I'm bubblicious Pause but to all my Bros I love you niqqas, where im from it ain't what you did But what you didn't She I would lay back with something chillin but I got bills like im down with druggin' women How you niqqas druggin' women for a hobby bro, might still watch The Cosby Show If the networks playing but no love for bill Cosby thou, so tired of you bu*t shot body hoes Meat hanging out the buns like a sloppy joe but will I still hit probably so, my whole posse know Saying "free the queen Wiley yo" in the flow so hockey cold I rock tims but im not Deebo The block hot like hibachi stoves what I was told like when I got repoed See I would push rocks like a rocky robe but the cops giving out time like the watch resold cream Outro: The Crew] Cash rule everything around me cream get the money dollar, dollar bill yall This was my favorite sh** growing up, yall dont even know im doing this sh** man Fat and ess in back paws bullsh**in' ess sleep like a f**ing grizzly bear him and thristy Sleep on they side ion know why its a big niqqa thing probably My niqqa faps whats all in sporting goods not athletic thou just in sporting goods look for a f**ing heating pad "my back, my back", shut up niqqa, pussies a** niqqas man