SELLIN CRACK
 作词 : Charlie Heat/Zion Brown/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Kiari Cephus
 作曲 : Charlie Heat/Zion Brown/Jonathan Lyndale Kirk/Kiari Cephus
 Yeah, gotta win back my junkies
 I'm makin' music, like I'm sellin' crack
 Yeah, I'm in the club with that fire
 I ain't dancin' around, like I'm Ja Morant
 Yeah, this nigga get out of line with his gang
 He gon' **** around, die with his camp
 I'm on a fourteen-hour long flight overseas
 I'ma sit back and try get a nap

 I'm on the way overseas, do a show for four-hundred
 Why these niggas that hate got no money?
 Yeah, by myself out of state with my glizzy (Yeah)
 Know the first nigga play, I'm gon' bun him
 Yeah, I remember makin' plays, before onions
 Yeah, I remember the days they werеn't with me (Hmm)
 Like my uncle, Ray say Mississippi (Hmm)
 'Forе I go, gotta take least one with me
 Please don't tell me that you lackin'
 You gon' **** 'round, get your ass caught out of bounds
 Now I cleaned him up, go get a napkin
 If you eatin', then go pay your taxes
 Yeah, came a long way from sharin' big, big brother
 Had to sleep on the floor, on the mattress
 And If I can keep it up, I'm goin' platinum
 Hmm, again, nigga, believe that

 Yeah, gotta win back my junkies
 I'm makin' music, like I'm sellin' crack
 Yeah, I'm in the club with that fire
 I ain't dancin' around, like I'm Ja Morant
 Yeah, this nigga get out of line with his gang
 He gon' **** around, die with his camp
 I'm on a fourteen-hour long flight overseas
 I'ma sit back and try get a nap

 Yeah, I'ma sit back on this bitch and try get some sleep
 I'm tryna get a billion, you tryna get a freak
 I ran into her, she tryna get me
 I didn't do it, couldn't find time to speak
 Vibe to my music, when I'm out of reach
 Y'all niggas students, guess I gotta teach
 Niggas don't play with this shit, that's on me
 I put my name on this shit, I'm on G
 I ain't comin' off of that shit
 I'm somewhere in Boston, them niggas gon' pay for that fee
 I just ran out of gas in my Rolls Royce
 And weren't payin' attention and didn't know the tank was on E
 Gotta talk fast when you're talkin' to a nigga
 With some motion, 'cause he always got places to be
 And I'ma have the last laugh if it ain't what you mother****ers think
 And then, okay, just stay focused, let's see
 Yeah, gotta win back my junkies
 I'm makin' music, like I'm sellin' crack
 Yeah, I'm in the club with that fire
 I ain't dancin' around, like I'm Ja Morant
 Yeah, this nigga get out of line with his gang
 He gon' **** around, die with his camp
 I'm on a fourteen-hour long flight overseas
 I'ma sit back and try get a nap, bitch

 I'm sendin' pass to the NAWF, off the rip (NAWF)
 Dope boy shit, L1 with the fit (Dope)
 Pop my shit, double-R with the kick (Pop it)
 She ain't never been with a star, no pics (Hey)
 I'm servin', I'm splurgin', I'm watchin' my back I'm observin'
 Trunk full of birdies, it's makin' me nervous
 Uh, Louis V, this one Virgil, uh, this bitch bad, I curve her (Hey)
 Hop in the Lamb' and I speed
 I call it and call it the grace of the P (Lamb')
 Get a boat, let it go in the street (Let it go)
 It's a mow, let it grow, like a seed (Grow)
 I cock it, I pop it, I make me a profit
 The plug is a socket, the wrist is on awkward
 Somebody get him, nobody can stop him
 Guaranteed, get back, somebody gon' pop him (Get back)
 Yeah, gotta win back my junkies
 I'm makin' music, like I'm sellin' crack
 Yeah, I'm in the club with that fire
 I ain't dancin' around, like I'm Ja Morant
 Yeah, this nigga get out of line with his gang
 He gon' **** around, die with his camp
 I'm on a fourteen-hour long flight overseas
 I'ma sit back and try get a nap