Cross Me

This the hardest tape I ever dropped
She the baddest I done ever hit
This the strongest pack I ever bought
This the fastest car I ever drove
I be having racks online, I got million- dollar schemes
I got Chrome Heart jeans and a Ruger with the beam, yeah
Vegan, *****, I dont eat no wings
Bae ridin with me just to roll my weed
Yammin on *****s like Joel Embiid
Was a young thug like Gotit and Keed
Foreign car crank up, it aint got keys
A1 za buds, they aint got seeds
I just caught a play in a VLONE tee
Straight to the source, cant middle-man me
She aint even charge, I just hit the ***** free
Eight to seven racks on me, all of em free
Couple BINs on me, check the fake ID
LV belt and a plain white tee
*****es hatin on the kid, they wanna crucify me
I tapped out, wasnt satisfying me
You aint gotta fake it, dont pacify me
If you ever try me, thats an R.I.P.
I thought you loved me
I thought you ****ed with me
You tried to cross me
You tried to off me
Black lives matter, so Im burning black Runtz
Trap still jumping, made fifty this month
Big bag chillin while Im stuffin my blunt
Big boy mansion, three whips in the front
My dawg just died, so we goin on a hunt
***** gon shoot, we aint shootin no one
Collectin our straps, we aint sellin no gun
Workin all day, we aint havin no fun
Weed fast, *****, gotta clear out my lungs
Heard he was tellin, gotta cut out his tongue
Go and get a bag, these *****s just bums
Ridin round the city with a hundred-round drum
** ***-ass *****, quit poppin your gums
I just did an IJ for a hundred-and-some K
Eatin every ****in day like a ****in entrée , yeah
Fifty-five racks in a Goyard bag
Put it on ice, you done made the opps mad
Finessed me a *****, oops, my bad
Pull up to the set in a Cadillac truck
With a Glock 9 tucked, gotta make these bucks
These rap *****s suck, if its slumped, then its up
She just want it hard cause she like it real rough
Old-school OG smell like must
Get to the money, yeah, *****, I must
Cheap 38 and the handle got rust
Everything turn gold that I touch
I thought you loved me
I thought you ****ed with me
You tried to cross me
You tried to off me
Black lives matter, so Im burning black Runtz
Trap still jumping, made fifty this month
Big bag chillin while Im stuffin my blunt
Big boy mansion, three whips in the front
My dawg just died, so we goin on a hunt
* **** gon shoot, we aint shootin no one
Collectin our straps, we aint sellin no gun
Workin all day, we aint havin no fun
Weed fast, *****, gotta clear out my lungs
Heard he was tellin, gotta cut out his tongue
Go and get a bag, these *****s just bums
Ridin round the city with a hundred-round drum
*****-ass *****, quit poppinyour gums