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FUCKWILLYCROOKS by William Crooks Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Intro]
Nah, he’s just like a bitch dude
(Yea, nah, yea)
You know? (Fuck that guy, man)
I don’t like that dude (I—)
There’s something wrong— there’s something wrong with him
(Amen, amen)
You— there’s something— he looks weird and he talks weird
He acts weird (Uh huh)
You know? (Yeah)
Just like fuck Willy Crooks

Woo (fuck)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Willy Crooks is a bitch (Uh huh)
Every time he open his mouth it’s the same ol’ shit (Ssshhh)
Novocain jaw, do you got water in your ears?
Do you ever leave the house?
Why are your friends all queer, huh?
I mean I’m by myself (Yeah)
So I’m sayin’ like I’m bi myself
I mean I’m bi myself and I’m all by myself
Yeah
I’m so expensive I could buy myself, bitch

[Chorus 1]
And if you need a, “Fuck Willy Crooks” (Woo)
Get it out your system
I can’t give a fuck bitch, no I didn’t bring one
Nah, break the locks off of the doors
Yuh, chopped the top off of the Porsche

Fuck Willy Crooks one time for the record though
Ship’s goin’ down, that waterboy better float
Yuh
You a long way from home Willy
Tryna find the shore
That’s a long way swimming, huh?

[Verse 2]
Watch yourself, they wanna catch you slip
Drive slow homie, you might wreck the whip
Don’t turn your back when it’s dark out
Snakes in the grass wait ’til you let your guard down
Watch yourself, they wanna catch you slip
Drive slow homie, you might wreck the whip
Don’t look back now

Snakes in the grass
Wolves like a lamb
Ain’t nobody really wanna be a friend
(Trust)
I sit alone in my four cornered room
Staring at my laptop, keep myself locked up
I don’t wanna talk about it , nah man
I don’t wanna be here
I can feel their eyes lookin’ at me through the nightfall
But when I look back it’s just me and myself

Yeah

[Verse 3]
They wanna see me in the dirt, face down
Start a fucking forest fire
Imma burn them snakes out
Empty out my bank account
Runaway to cape town
Before I have a motherfucking breakdown

Let ‘em know
Let ‘em know you don't really care
Stick ‘em up
Middle fingers in the fucking air
Yeah
I’m all by myself, bitch
I’m so expensive I could by myself, bitch
[Chorus 2]
And if you need a, “Fuck Willy Crooks” (Woo)
Get it out your system
I can’t give a fuck bitch, no I didn’t bring one
Nah, break the locks off of the doors
Yuh, chopped the top off of the Porsche

Fuck Willy Crooks one time for the record though
Ship’s goin’ down, that waterboy better float (Woo)
You a long way from home Willy
Tryna find the shore
That’s a long way swimming, huh?

[Outro]
Only one I trust is the plug (Woo)
I ain’t got no health insurance, but I got drugs (Fuck)
Don't turn your back when it’s dark out
Snakes in the grass wait ’til you let your guard down

Only one I trust is the plug
I ain’t got no health insurance, but I got drugs
Don't turn your back when it’s dark out
Snakes in the grass wait ’til you let your guard down