"Young Cracka" lyrics

Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
'Cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch

Went to text my girl, I almost hit my opp's line
Thought 'bout pussy and he was the first to come to mind
Sent a booty call, I told him slide for the night
He came quick but caught a clip instead of something white

He was a underground rapper, he secured his spot
My demon took his life and he was buried by my pops
And twelve is paid off, so if you call the fucking cops
Ha, they gon' turn their body cameras off

Young cracka and I'm back up in this bitch
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
'Cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch

Like think you fucked me over after I paid you in full
Till I take your eyes out and fuck the holes in your skull
No moths in my closet, but I got holes in my wool
'Cause I pop through my pocket and pretend it's all good

I don't play games like the coach hate me
"Fuck you, pay me" that's what I been on lately
Like I'm Ja with the heat 'cause I don't got no gun safety
I'm allowed to buy an AR in the A, it's fucking crazy

Y'all the type to shoot in day and run on feet
Me, my crime is organized to a T
YN's can't compete, boy, I'm a YC
Copped a mansion out in Buckhead, y'all know where to find me

Pops is a killer, word to Fivi, that's what he said
Think this gangster shit a lie? Fuck 'round and see then
Why would I leak where I reside when they want me dead?
I hope they try, been fiending to up my street cred

Young cracka and I been started this shit
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
Wait, 'cause I ain't go to jail, that makes me a bitch
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch