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Correct Crocodile Python Lyrics
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[Ad-Lib] Jahlil Beats, holla at me! [Verse 1] Closest ones to me want to see me in a box Is it jealousy or am I cursed by the gods My son's mother don't know when or where to start All the years that I known her, trick never had a job Unemployed that'll get a bitch depressed But unlike them other, boys she watched me kill 'em with finesse I took a turn pussy boy, pick up a book and learn Have your ass in a church before I end the verse Rims on the whip got it looking hypnotic Stuffing money in my pockets as you niggas watching Crocodile python, all my ice on And ain't nobody fucking with me while the mics on She so ecstatic when I fuck her with the lights on I feel the same when my niggas send the kites home [Hook] Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper? They want the deeds to my fruit of labor Every time I turn around Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown Ten million was the last check Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt They want to own every thing I own They sends drones to survey my home Suits designed to protect my wealth Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself [Verse 2] Cubans on my neck looking like a python On the couches I'm the one they got their eyes on Skip your name, now they want to know your tax bracket Tell 'em that you with me and the pussy's automatic I paid dues in these streets I gave so much I got nothing to lose in these streets Family asked me am I in Illuminati Beat twenty cases like John Gotti White man fear a nigga with a free mind And if you disagree tell him that he can free mine Took my Rolex and gave me an ankle monitor So many angles these haters'll start popping up Renounced my citizen and move to Singapore Couple tax breaks all accounts offshore [Hook] Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper? They want the deeds to my fruit of labor Every time I turn around Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown Ten million was the last check Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt They want to own every thing I own They sends drones to survey my home Suits designed to protect my wealth Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself [Verse 3] She fell in love with the flow, such a beautiful stroke Fascinated allegation kilo grams of that coke Roll with 25 and never knew his social number Mac-11 for that Gucci belt to go up under Black man's pride, see it in my eyes Fayette county prosecutor want to take a nigga house So much disdain for the police Clan rally niggas swing from them old trees Wood wheel in the Wraith and the skinny ties Crocodile python seats and the carbon fiber Hot boy, stash box. and the gas tank Man of leisure to the top I took the staircase [Hook] Damn, why they want to stick me for my paper? They want the deeds to my fruit of labor Every time I turn around Lawsuits put a lean on a king crown Ten million was the last check Devil on the deal, the nigga death in debt They want to own every thing I own They sends drones to survey my home Suits designed to protect my wealth Bloody Glock 40 to protect myself
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