Lyrics to Crowd Control
Yuh, ayy, yuh
The top ain't lonely when yo' homies rich and loaded with motives
And movin' forward when fuckin' bitches get borin'
Lose crowd control when I'm tourin', yuh
What the fuck should I do?
I made a mess of my coupe DeVille with these white bloody shoes
And I got nothin' to do (Yuh)
Fuckboy, do you really know who you talkin' to?
Make ten bands when I'm walkin' through
That money gon' make me stronger too
That bitch take my dick longer too now that I made it
Gotta hold it down and triple up on my savings
And burn it all in yo' faces
Okay, young [?] dope be smokin' up another pill
Who got a pint to pour?
Boobie called me, said he in the hills with Pouya tryin' to record
Shawty say she worried when
The top ain't lonely when yo' homies rich and loaded with motives
And movin' forward when fuckin' bitches get borin'
Lose crowd control when I'm tourin', yuh
What the fuck should I do?
I made a mess of my coupe DeVille with these white bloody shoes
And I got nothin' to do (Yuh)
Fuckboy, do you really know who you talkin' to?
Make ten bands when I'm walkin' through
That money gon' make me stronger too
That bitch take my dick longer too now that I made it
Gotta hold it down and triple up on my savings
And burn it all in yo' faces
Okay, young [?] dope be smokin' up another pill
Who got a pint to pour?
Boobie called me, said he in the hills with Pouya tryin' to record
Shawty say she worried when
