Crib With A Lake

This right here is a very, very, very sad song
Mike G can’t do this to 'em, man!
What? Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face
I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks
I wanna drink, not Ciroq, posted in Paris and we’re on a yacht
I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli’s and I cannot stop
I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face
I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks
I wanna drink, not Ciroq, posted in Paris and we’re on a yacht
I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli’s and I cannot stop
I want a ‘Rari, a Benz, I wanna fuck on two twins
I need to run up and get it again, end of the year, I wanna count up them M’s
They ain’t believe me, now, I’m up now, pull up, I’m stuntin', she fuck now
I’m rich, I don’t need you, I dub now, got these bitches lookin' stuck now
‘Cause
I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face
I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks
I wanna drink, not Ciroq, posted in Paris and we’re on a yacht
I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli’s and I cannot stop
I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face
I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks
I wanna drink, not Ciroq, posted in Paris and we’re on a yacht
I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli’s and I cannot stop
I need me that crib wit' a yacht, they hatin', I been at the top
Lil' Frosty stay down and I run up them knots, I pushed the Phantom,
now they wanna plot
I worry ‘cause I need the M’s, stay down, never change up when I get them M’s
She see when I’m flexin', I’m drivin' a Benz now, I take her home and I’m
fuckin' her friends
Pull up, pull up on lil' brodie bitch, she gon' give me top
She know I won’t go out sad, can’t fuck for any thot
50 racks in all hundreds, I run up the guap
I said «Fuck a job», I chased my dreams, bitch, I won’t stop
‘Cause
I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face
I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks
I wanna drink, not Ciroq, posted in Paris and we’re on a yacht
I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli’s and I cannot stop
I wanna crib wit' a lake, I wanna bitch gimme face
I wanna be at the top, I want my wrist full of rocks
I wanna drink, not Ciroq, posted in Paris and we’re on a yacht
I need to count up the guap, chasin' the milli’s and I cannot stop