"Clean Up Crew" lyrics
YFG FATSO & Rob49 Lyrics
(Fox, you come brazy, Brother, Big Drillz)
Why you still come around this bitch, knowin' goddamn well you rich?
Why you fuckin' on the opps' hoes? That pussy-ass nigga a bitch
Why you rappin' 'bout bein' a trick? You can ask my bitch, I'm him
A billion dollars and a new whip is the only thing on my list
Big Fours get piece of shit, Big Fours get fuck hoes once and dip
Treat a bad ho like she ain't shit, got caught and plead the Fifth
You can't treat 'em like a bitch, big V'll take ya kit
Diamonds white as shit, the Cucamonga Cracker Killers
For the packs, I pay a ticket, type 'em in his bank like Ricky
.40 fuck this whole city, I won't marry groupie bitches
I won't marry Percocets, I won't marry fuckin' liquor
I was sleep for four years fuckin' straight then woke back up the biggest
I just spent so fuckin' much on hats, I could've bought a Cat
I don't even want these nigga tryna call me slim, Big Fours get pockets fat
Nigga did that, stand on that, like a cat he caught a hat
I ain't in the business, but matter fact, bitch, ya tryna smack a smacker
24 passin' the Honda, swingin' the car door, that's how a nigga get rich
Fuckin' on dog hoes, I ain't ever sayin' they name, my brother wan' fuck, we switch
Clean-up crew, we do sweep-ups right off the rips, got bronem to change our shifts
Six of the Tris, we gon' pour that shit up, we gon' pop somebody, I can't take sips
I'm steppin' in blood, my Glock in the club, they play, I'ma blast a nigga
Just talked to cuz, he said I ain't showin' no love, gotta take out the trash from niggas
I'm dead, but I'm not, still runnin' my block, man, I feel like that Casper nigga
Usually spin for a nigga, but if I get busy, you know I pay cash for niggas
Told you we put belt to the ass on niggas, he ran quick, he a fast lil' nigga
Hate fallin' out with my bitch, they chasin' attention, they showin' they ass on Insta
There's never a time see a nigga I hate and don't shoot, bro, I'll crash the nigga
Heard he got hit with that heat and he got out the streets, now he plays as a passive nigga
You know niggas die every day, but you lackin', I just don't get it
Fuckin' this hoe all night, I forgot to get out, when I did she said cum on her titties
When I pop out in the city, I'm poppin' out all YN's and killers
And I ain't never paid for no hats, if I heard he tempt, I tipped him
You know niggas die every day, but you lackin', I just don't get it
Fuckin' this hoe all night, I forgot to get out, when I did she said cum on her titties
When I pop out in the city, I'm poppin' out all YN's and killers
And I ain't never paid for no hats, if I heard he tempt, I tipped him
Why you still come around this bitch, knowin' goddamn well you rich?
Why you fuckin' on the opps' hoes? That pussy-ass nigga a bitch
Why you rappin' 'bout bein' a trick? You can ask my bitch, I'm him
A billion dollars and a new whip is the only thing on my list
Big Fours get piece of shit, Big Fours get fuck hoes once and dip
Treat a bad ho like she ain't shit, got caught and plead the Fifth
You can't treat 'em like a bitch, big V'll take ya kit
Diamonds white as shit, the Cucamonga Cracker Killers
For the packs, I pay a ticket, type 'em in his bank like Ricky
.40 fuck this whole city, I won't marry groupie bitches
I won't marry Percocets, I won't marry fuckin' liquor
I was sleep for four years fuckin' straight then woke back up the biggest
I just spent so fuckin' much on hats, I could've bought a Cat
I don't even want these nigga tryna call me slim, Big Fours get pockets fat
Nigga did that, stand on that, like a cat he caught a hat
I ain't in the business, but matter fact, bitch, ya tryna smack a smacker
24 passin' the Honda, swingin' the car door, that's how a nigga get rich
Fuckin' on dog hoes, I ain't ever sayin' they name, my brother wan' fuck, we switch
Clean-up crew, we do sweep-ups right off the rips, got bronem to change our shifts
Six of the Tris, we gon' pour that shit up, we gon' pop somebody, I can't take sips
I'm steppin' in blood, my Glock in the club, they play, I'ma blast a nigga
Just talked to cuz, he said I ain't showin' no love, gotta take out the trash from niggas
I'm dead, but I'm not, still runnin' my block, man, I feel like that Casper nigga
Usually spin for a nigga, but if I get busy, you know I pay cash for niggas
Told you we put belt to the ass on niggas, he ran quick, he a fast lil' nigga
Hate fallin' out with my bitch, they chasin' attention, they showin' they ass on Insta
There's never a time see a nigga I hate and don't shoot, bro, I'll crash the nigga
Heard he got hit with that heat and he got out the streets, now he plays as a passive nigga
You know niggas die every day, but you lackin', I just don't get it
Fuckin' this hoe all night, I forgot to get out, when I did she said cum on her titties
When I pop out in the city, I'm poppin' out all YN's and killers
And I ain't never paid for no hats, if I heard he tempt, I tipped him
You know niggas die every day, but you lackin', I just don't get it
Fuckin' this hoe all night, I forgot to get out, when I did she said cum on her titties
When I pop out in the city, I'm poppin' out all YN's and killers
And I ain't never paid for no hats, if I heard he tempt, I tipped him
