
Date of issue: 30.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crackdown |
Smoking big blunts, feel like Crackdown |
Call yo bitch, I’m in the background |
Tryna act tough, you better back down |
Beat the pussy uh, call it SmackDown! |
Smoking big blunts, feel like Crackdown |
Call yo bitch, I’m in the background |
Tryna act tough, you better back down |
Beat the pussy uh, call it SmackDown! |
It’s just a flesh wound, cryin like he bleeding out |
Showing fear, so da choppa gunna eat him now |
Smoking loud, and feeling wavy onna cloud |
Load another round, nobody gon make a sound |
I tote my stick, I load a clip, my bitches thick, ride foreign whips |
I’m smoking zips, off drugs I trip, make bitches strip, can’t steal my drip |
If you wanna buy something, hit my cashapp |
Say you smoking on exotic, that’s some big cap |
When I pull up on the scene, I got the big strap |
Then you getting torn apart, like some gift wrap |
I ain’t with the small talk, fuck da chit chat |
Know I’m fucking on your hoe, where’s th bitch at |
You know shawty playing games, where th switch at |
Baby Im like agent smith, where the glitch at |
Smoking big blunts, feel like Crackdown |
Call yo bitch, I’m in the background |
Tryna act tough, you better back down |
Beat the pussy uh, call it SmackDown! |
Smoking big blunts, feel like Crackdown |
Call yo bitch, I’m in the background |
Tryna act tough, you better back down |
Beat the pussy uh, call it SmackDown! |