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Lyrify.me

Krossed Out by Sha Hef Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Verse 1]
I only hit her for the tax money, turn it to crack money
Then to Saks money, her brother trap for me
If it's smoke, just hit 30 block and ask for me
I'm in the Lamb, minivan full of crush dummies
Still ain't have to spend a dime of no rap money
The plug gon' double up the load when you bring cash money
Talkin' like you run the streets, but got the pass from me
Got the condo in Miami just to stash money
Where I'm from niggas fight with Glocks, we'll snipe a cop
Shit, I serve you anything, just let me write the clock
My slimes don't wipe the nigga nose, I tell 'em wipe the block
Traphouse ain't got no lights, but fiends lightin' rocks
Hustlers, they buyin' birds, but they ain't buyin' stocks
I got the glizzy modified 'cause I ain't like the stock
I had to let the pipe off and now it's pipin' hot
I had to get it out the mud, I couldn't swipe the clock

[Chorus]
Crossed out, bullets like cases, they gettin' tossed out
Crossed out, we ain't with nothin', they gettin' chalked out
Crossed out, bailin' the same night that we walked out
Crossed out, they tried to cross us, got 'em crossed out
Crossed out, bullets like cases, they gettin' tossed out
Crossed out, we ain't with nothin', they gettin' chalked out
Crossed out, bailin' the same night that we walked out
Crossed out, they tried to cross us, got 'em crossed out
[Verse 2]
In the kitchen, I don't take my apron off
Plug cut the work, then we gon' take him off
More oil on the pot and we gon' scrape it off
These niggas aimin' for a name, then they gon' pay the cost
Anywhere I catch these niggas, they gon' tape it off
I'ma take the nigga face before I take a loss
In a Pyrex, makin' cookies 'til I break the fork
Your bitch wouldn't let me leave the telly, had me late for court
I cook my work in Fiji Water, wash the plate with Voss
You can't learn to love the winnin' 'til you take a loss
Duckin' karma, keep a slug for every line I cross
Fuck the dentist, hit up Barney's when it's time to floss
I was really one of them niggas that was actually known
Reputation for packin' a chrome got 'em tappin' my phone
Told my goonies I'm off the beef, but now I'm back in my zone
Got me throwin' 'em sidearm, look like I'm Patrick Mahone

[Chorus]
Crossed out, bullets like cases, they gettin' tossed out
Crossed out, we ain't with nothin', they gettin' chalked out
Crossed out, bailin' the same night that we walked out
Crossed out, they tried to cross us, got 'em crossed out
Crossed out, bullets like cases, they gettin' tossed out
Crossed out, we ain't with nothin', they gettin' chalked out
Crossed out, bailin' the same night that we walked out
Crossed out, they tried to cross us, got 'em crossed out