This is a song about "Crew"

Part of the crew elite

From the back seat, back seat

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Yea my crew vexed, crew vexed

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

You got your crew behind you

Me my crew are crazy,

Bitch, i might make you my baby

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

Would have came back for you

The original crew grew too/

And i find that sad that your part of a crew

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Im throwin' divebombs with my rapper crew