Lyrics to At The Crib
Look, man, I swear this party never end
Shorty poppin' molly at the crib
Ain’t no problems poppin' at the crib
Cause all my niggas wildin', with a grip
(Oh my god, I love you so much, Joey, oh my god)

Countin’ rubberbands at the crib (at the crib)
Baby is a ten, make her strip (she gone strip)
All my money blue, like a crip (not a crip)
Bloody on my shoe, Louboutin
We done did a Caddy, need a Range yeah
She done got a boyfriend, prolly changed that
Couple hundred-thou', I'm only one guy
In a Lamborghini, not a Hyundai

I've been countin' bands, don't need no bros
Gettin' kinda chilly, diamond froze
I remember I ain't had no clothes (Had no clothes nigga)
Now I’m in the Gucci lookin’ cold (Lookin cold nigga)
Now I'm in the Gucci with a bad bitch (bad bitch)
You be fuckin’ bitches that be average (that bitch is wack nigga)
Shout my nigga Corey, he a savage
Hit my phone, bro coming with a package
Look, Ain't shit you can tell me
We all gettin' ready, this a crib, this ain't no telly
Baby grab a cup, i’m smokin' loud, we sippin' Henny
Everytime we turnin' up, we go 'til bottles empty at the crib, look

She just popped a xan at the crib (at the crib)
Baby is a ten, make her strip (she gone strip)
All my money blue, like a crip (not a crip)
Bloody on my shoe, Louboutin
We done did a Caddy, need a Range yeah
She done got a boyfriend, prolly changed that
Couple hundred-thou', I'm only one guy
In a Lamborghini, not a Hyundai

Man, I swear this party never end
Shorty poppin' molly at the crib
Ain't no problems poppin' at the crib
Cause all my niggas wildin', with a grip

Your baby mama wildin', take her home
Bro in the bathroom tryna get some dome
I'm in the back yard smokin' on some strong
You want the addy? Then just hit my phone