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Cross Em Out lyrics

Performer CornBreezyy Deniro

Cross Em Out song lyrics by CornBreezyy Deniro official

Cross Em Out is a song in English

Somebody
Love You baby
oh oh oh
Somebody love you baby
oh oh oh
Somebody love you baby
oh oh oh
Somebody love you baby
oh oh oh
What's that shit up in my cup
This shit syrup over soda
I done moved so many p's
My complex got a funky odor
This shit starting to get so bad
They send maintenance to deodorize
I filled that K with hella bullets
Now this bitch startin' to override
If I switch this drac to a fully, nigga
I'll let this bitch go overdrive
You can't hang around me, nigga
If yo face card ain been notarized
They say they love me
But I done put my heart up on the hanger now
If you ever cross me
Put your body on the train tracks
And we gon' watch you die
I been stackin
I can't be around niggas that be pocket watchin
Niggas tweakin', be cool
Hit your ass with this pocket rocket
Denim tears, chrome hearts
Fashion, nigga, we do mix and matchin
Drac, nigga
ARPs, Glock 40, nigga, still a savage
Pack touchdown I get it gone
Ray, say that shit ain't last at all
I been in my bag, the biggest bread
This shit ain't gon' never fall
What's my height for standin' on business
Lil' nigga, I be hella tall
Eight different flavors, every week
Niggas be knowin' who to call
Niggas playin' crazy like they
Like they don't love they life
We put that belt to ass on a few
Niggas, shit, we got bragging rights
Niggas movin' around this bitch
Like they wanna die
Use your head
Better act like somebody love you
For yo ass get fried
Niggas playin' crazy like
Like they don't love they life
We put that belt to ass on a few
Nigga, shit, we got bragging rights
Niggas movin' around this bitch
Like they wanna die
Use your head
Better act like somebody love you
For yo ass get fried
Let's go stack for stack
Fourth quarter
Fuck, nigga, let's go check the stats
Keep the baddest bitches
Fattest asses
Sexy lil' ho touchin' on my tats
If you did me wrong, you gon' pay for it
Don't hold grudges, niggas owe me that
If I really love you, I'll spin for you
They head, nigga, I'll hand you that
I be in my bag so much
Sometimes I be forgettin' to rap
I be puttin' that shit on, nigga
These Marni glasses, they cost a rack
My bitch ass, it look the best
I ain't enn gon lie, be in' fashion nova
This wok, nigga, I pray to God
My cup, nigga, don't runneth over
I been to myself, I cleared my safe
I had to start over
Remember that last 5,000
I gave that shit to my Lawyer
Can't wait to put my niggas on
Got Cuban links, for who stay the longest
AMG drive hella fast, nigga
Fuck 12, I'm punchin' on em
Niggas bet, not mention Shaq
I'm on his ass, I'm dumpin' on him
Ion give a fuck if a nigga say it under his breath
Nigga, I'm clutchin' on him
Slowed up on that drink and they think I'm tweakin
Cause nigga, ain't shit funny
Niggas better start actin' like somebody love em
Cause nigga, we'll cross him out
Niggas playin' crazy like they, like they don't love their life
We put that belt to ass on a few of niggas
Shit, we got bragging rights
Niggas movin' around this bitch
Like they wanna die
Use your head, better act like somebody like you
For your ass get fried
Niggas playin' crazy like, like they don't love their life
We put that belt to ass on a few of niggas
Shit, we got bragging rights
Niggas movin' around this bitch
Like they wanna die
Use your head, better act like somebody like you
For your ass get fried
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writer: Cornelius Weatherington
Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid

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