BlocBoy JB - Who Da Greatest lyrics

Ayy
Hah
Crip, yeah, crip
You know the crip shit off top nigga (crip, crip, crip)
Yeah, word, word, word

Who the greatest, he the greatest (crip)
Can't stop, won't stop, we'll never see stop
Blood bitch with me and I think she brang treetops
Four fifty-eight, pull up like a pitstop
Heard you got a safe, tell me where the stash spot
Open up the safe, twelve K, that's a jackpot
Same outfit two days, that's a rerock
Bitches cheerin' for me, you would think I was a mascot

I got the ball and changed the game
Like I'm Chris Paul, I drive the lane (swish)
I move that work like a crane
The shit with the lick, that's a doodoo stain
Check out that young nigga James (word)
Oh my God, that's some Fubu's man
Pull on your block with them rulers man (rrah)
Extendos, extendos on everything (doon-doon-doon)
You play with me, you'll be a dead man
No hoopin' but we on your head man (that's on my mama)
Licks, we got them mollies and bricks
Fuck a bitch and give her head like a pick
Or durag, got a nigga too mad
If he run up on me, open up a can of whoop-ass
Get to steppin', go and get your gun
Them Giuseppes, where'd you get 'em from?
Had a bitch, did somethin' dumb
Fucked a bitch the day after prom
Bitch you know I am the don
Shot them niggas like the sun
Pull like triggers, I'm gun
Fuck that lil ho so she can make my bond

Who the greatest, he the greatest (crip)
Can't stop, won't stop, we'll never see stop
Blood bitch with me and I think she brang treetops
Four fifty-eight, pull up like a pitstop
Heard you got a safe, tell me where the stash spot
Open up the safe, twelve K, that's a jackpot
Same outfit two days, that's a rerock
Bitches cheerin' for me, you would think I was a mascot (yeah)