This is a song about "Loot crate"

Going to kill some green dragon for that phat loot

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

I just create my anger with fused weight on my shoulders with no excused crate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Can't think straight rant pink crate

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

We're looking for stuff that we can loot for a buck, cause we're hungry for dough

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

I'll loot the profit first.. getting props for verbs.

From the system,we're made from,they cannot loot us from our existence

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