#OURCREW #HARD #LYRICAL #TD #TOKYODRIFTSAMPLE #FLOW verse 1 imma need me a minute for a walk in imma need a minute fore for a rack in imma need you to suck the dick from the front and back all cash stacked in,lil bitch a scholar and she give me brain,you know this beat bout to go insane,you know rapping is in my veins,from this paycheck it gives me gains hook I'm in td like aye I'm in this bitch like aye I'm in the td like aye im in this bitch like aye im in the td like aye 2nd verse I'm going commando I Tokyo Drift like the sample When shit wasn't sweet and so simple When it was just churches and candles We ain't have no Guns and no Handles (Nah) No fresh pedicure for the mandels (Nah) We learned how to pedal, no handles Back when we traveled, we trapped and we peddled right front of the Los Santos (Gta) Like who tell the cap? I type in all caps I run it like raps they runnin' in last I might overlap and won't double back 'cause my past is my past They all from my path and part on my back she wanted a bag,I threw her some money, she was fucking mad,I thought it was funny Mines came with the fame hers came with some change We want the same thing, yeah I know it's strange I'm up in that bitch skatin' My wrist alone is the shit I'm sayin' (Bling) Super Saiyan blonde, her lacefront on (Uh) Nigga, don't make me wait too long (Yeah) while I'm rapping on this fucking song I take you to the mall My bitch came from college Dupal She be bitching too long Verse 3 Um It's me a nigga and he be that boy I talk death, but I don't like guns I talk love, but I don't got none They talk hundreds but they don't got one You got a rap then it's 0-point-1 for one hour Niggas came second to me, they so sour Had a slow climb, that's why they all doubt 'em And still came out on top, now that's powered Fuck they respect, I won't miss a step, I won't be perfect The tip of my tongue, I still got my soul and still got the check like Cry Cry Cry I feel moody Good as fuck, bitch, I feel like sushi Watch 70s show and feel like Groovy Neck with a noose look like a bitch in labor But it's goin' up like it's an escalator Boys goin' down like Titanic sailor shoes to big I think you need a scaler I think I need to breath,pass me inhaler I'm ample, huh When the rap go on, I set examples That's Omen Omen Hes a hot potato Y'all small fries for example, nigga, Don't run with the ride-a-long, nigga dont get involved  or I'm a brawl nigga im a catalog nigga , I'm a human Adderall Little ass bitch, nah, you ain't in my category the only reason they like you is because they feel sorry and let you have all the fucking glory Y'all rippity-rap,it was a fucking trap I went to listen to your music and took little nap That's why we not in the same bracket gap bitch Verse 4 I did it all with the passion, I'm a god and a assassin Niggas tryna fit in like their arms in the jacket Had to pull myself together like it's all elastic Got the heart of a dragon, I'm a star, call me Patrick Heard the bitch was talkin' shit, so I caught him in traffic I'm the type to walk in your house and sit on your mattress,yall niggas be acting like actresses,when I poke you like cactuses you stunned by challenges (whoo) I'm good, you could take it all away I'm God, you follow me 'cause I know the way I'm in Chi  and we all fly If we don't got the whip, we do the walk-by take a new picture, we archive If we cross paths, leave you cross-eyed Had to slap a bitch, chose the wrong side Mob ties, bitch, you get hog-tied, you chose the wrong side infinite I love your flow, nobody rhymin' like that Had to clean out my trunk to put your ass in the back,your definitely a keeper you deaver a plaque niggas big whack makin' niggas take permanent naps These hoes can't rap, they need a starter pack I ain't fuckin' with you nigga, need to cervical the cap Okayyyyy