Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crabs In A Bucket , by - Vince Staples. Release date: 22.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crabs In A Bucket |
| Crabs in a bucket |
| Wanna see you at the bottom, don’t you love it? |
| When they’re hatin' so you hit 'em with the encore |
| Sendin' shots but you at the top floor |
| Let 'em pop shit, give me some drums to go pop with |
| Need white women at the shows unconscious |
| If not that then topless, earned all this |
| Get with that or get in the moshpit |
| Where’s your moxie? |
| Ain’t you from Poppy? |
| Young man, you not actin' too cocky |
| Prolly 'cause I’m feelin' like the world gon' crash |
| Read a hundred somethin' on the E-class dash |
| If I’m feelin' funny, guaranteed gon' flash |
| Cock back, blast, put 'em in a bag |
| Prolly gon' regret it in the retrospect |
| Got a lot of problems I ain’t let go yet |
| Spend a lot of money on the CDG |
| Ain’t I lookin' lovely on the TV screen? |
| Battle with the white man day by day |
| Feds takin' pictures doin' play by play |
| They don’t ever want to see the black man eat |
| Nails in the black man’s hands and feet |
| Put him on a cross so we put him on a chain |
| Lying to me, sayin' he don’t look like me |
| Rollcage on the GT3 |
| How a show on stage like a DVD? |
| Put me in the MoMA when it’s over with |
| I used to look up to the sky, now I’m over shit |
| Remember that I still got you |
| I still got you here |
| It’s rare they’d come across you? |
| I kept you hidden in my head |
| Drowning in my own ocean |
| I forgot to care |
| And you can drop the anchor, baby |
| I know what’s under there |
| It never really crossed my mind to think |
| Maybe you’d avert your glance at me? |
| Ever really cross your mind |
| Ever really cross your mind |
| I ain’t never had no chance to breathe |