Sharc - Crawl Out tekst (lyrics)

I heard this b-
I feel like I heard this somewhere before
I heard this beat before
 but I never heard it before
You know what I mean,  like shit crazy, P

Turn the fuck up in the club, molly
Rich bitch from the project,  baddie savage
All of her bitches keep pitchers
Boy, I heard you 'bout to get the bag
What you gon do when you get it?
Put my mommy dukes up in the pent'
Keep on the bitch is Givenchy
On me, I've been sipping high tech all night
Take my hands off the wheel and let God drive
Wreck the Tesla, crawl out
Glock still on my side shit, fuck

Wreck the Tesla, crawl out
Fire still on my side
Leave me with that tight cutie bae, homicide
We can turn our phones off
And be dogs tonight (And be dogs tonight)
He gon call you all night
And she called you twice?
It's a Sharc in the apartments selling hard
Whole gang got Diors on, all of us swipe
Glaciers on a young nigga, big ice (Big ice)
Baby cockeyed, she put it in her windpipe
(Throat goat)
Still play in the field like a Seahawk
(Like Marshawn)
Mommy on the top floor, bury me in Dior
(Dior) if I see a camel toe
You know I'm gon speak on it
Baby, I'm a pervert, I need me a freak jawn
Eat pills

Turn the fuck up in the club, molly
Rich bitch from the project, baddie savage
All of her bitches keep pitchers
Boy, I heard you 'bout to get the bag
What you gon do when you get it?
Put my mommy dukes up in the pent'
Keep on the bitch is Givenchy
On me, I've been sipping high tech all night
Take my hands off the wheel and let God drive
Wreck the Tesla, crawl out
Glock still on my side shit, fuck

Now she horrified, I bag a
New Ghost like the Poltergeist
Through the grimey side
Percy life, mommy said, "It's day"
I told her it's night, I'm on foreign time
I'm in London, lil ho told me that I'm
Bloody and I stay hunting
Lil bro do himself the Huffy Bike
Pull the Uber up
Cause I ain't tryna catch a DUI
I still got my Glock, half pint
Of wock, I got a liter, right
Flashbacks to my childhood in that Polo
I was Easter fly
Mommy's son done grown up, he done blown up
Still got evil eyes
Rackies in your pocket, you just poured up?
Now you feeling like me
Baddie, her wrist froze up
Doing special wine

Turn the fuck up in the club, molly
Rich bitch from the project, baddie savage
All of her bitches keep pitchers
Boy, I heard you 'bout to get the bag
What you gon do when you get it?
Put my mommy dukes up in the pent'
Keep on the bitch is Givenchy
On me, I've been sipping high tech all night
Take my hands off the wheel and let God drive
Wreck the Tesla, crawl out
Glock still on my side shit, fuck

Sharccy, what's wrong with you nigga?
They don't brag about you, bro
You really need some help
You really got problems, bro
Lil momma can you
I've been sipping high tech all night
Take my hands off the wheel and let God drive