This is a song about "Crap crew"

When you keep em right beside you

Are you against or in my crew?

But all yo get is bull crap

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Better than the last stack of bull crap

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

You ain't funny, you're full of crap

I know the world been waiting for that

And dont go hatin on this crap

You, you, you have to pay for that

Cause i'm kinda doing this badass crap!

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Her mom takin that crap

Only me and my crew

I was twelve when the gunned you