Crops Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Christen me a believer
I've been to Valhalla with
Saladin and Leonidas
As petite as you may be
Still hear you squeak and it tedious
I've seen you in a Prius tryna up your salary-us
I know the killer's code
I kill a man with his neck out
Yes it really wrong
I'm Peter Pan with it
Make sure that they never grow
Flight To heavens, Never landing, swear they'll never know
'Cos I'm the Tidy type
I never mess shit up
I do the cha-cha
'Cos I'm a champion
Sipping tea thats chai
Whilst playing grand piano
I'm a f*ckin' dog thats why they pat me down woah
Ripping propositions up
Don't need advice, no
And I'm hitting from the hip
'Cos with a Howitzer I'm ice cold
I got a SKRRRRRTTTTT
I wanna race
Erase the smile off your face
So less of the talking
Less of the chat
Ugly-ass soul with a visual to match
I'm into fashion
Elegant taste
So how'm I survive on minimum wage
I'm gonna die
But not today
Won't throw in the towel
'Til I get my way
Ten seconds til lift off
Im up in the sky but I'm pissed off
See the gist of
What I'm tryn' say
Is I'm ticked off
Til it's ticked off

[Bridge]
Duwop
You know I came with the crew
Simmer down, you're alone
What you planning on doing?
Duwop
You know I got a screw loose
Pop in this metropolis
No I'm not one for the rules

[Verse 2]
Look
I told you man I'm in it
Been in it from the second
That I hopped out of this mini
I really didn't have to
Seat was back and windows tinted
I just thought I'd join the party
Before cake was cut and finished
If you're the party clown
Then that just leaves the magician
No audition necessary
Make your nose red so it's sniffling Cocoa, I might pour some for
Those whom I gave caution to
But didn't listen I spill their guts with ammunition
Tight are the ropes I walk on, ey
Hide in the dark it's best I stay
Right on the mark, I've blessed my aim
Get a headshot hundred miles away
Today ain't your day is it?
And my wristwatch still got time to waste
Come into the crops
If you want say it to my face

[Chorus]
If you wan' talk with me hope
That you don't mind coming to the crops
I'm telling u the crops are crazy
With the rats and crows, I'm in a flock
If you wanna talk with me hope
That you don't mind, walking through the crops
Telling you the crops are crazy
With the rats and crows I'm in a flock

[Verse 3]
Really, really wrong
Yeah I'm really wrong
Barrel-roll it, like my son Diddy Kong
Don't know Big or Pac, but I'll do that
Mily, milly, milly rock
It be hot
Supersonic ambience
It be top
In the city I'm topless
I'm rare though
Better chance of spotting the Loch Ness
Or Werewolves
I'll keep deposits from the shareholders
Then dash with the cash buy a rare motor then
Snowball like a mogul
Money taker, trouble maker
Buy the Lakers and the Celtics make ‘em
Play ball when I say so
Keep a couple pesos
For my kids when they need felt-tips
For future reference, lets see if my Range-Rove, in a cell fits

[Chorus]
If you wan' talk with me hope
That you don't mind coming to the crops
I'm telling you the crops are crazy
With the rats and crows, I'm in a flock
If you wanna talk with me hope
That you don't mind, walking through the crops
Telling you the crops are crazy
With the rats and crows I'm in a flock

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