Suckas for Stepping Stones - Chris Crack

Had your bitch at the Travelodge nigga, on god

Cutta what up?

Ah, disrespect was all the closure I needed

I can’t beat it

Told a friend come and meet me cause she tired of the teasin'

Grab da wheel like Jesus

Im in the three seated beama

With two Ginas got a pam at the crib tho

Now I jumped in the benzo you better ditch your friends tho

I had to fix the tempo and she had her own weed

And two .40s she pulled them out like she was hordin'

Kinda past being corgil I can’t afford it it ain’t important

But this ale is important signature forging

When it come to getting money you niggas is tortoise

And his baby mommy ugly as Bobby Portis and over 40

That’s really another story giving game to a shorty

Ayo missy I miss you mane I haven’t seen you

Y- Y- you be going all out of town

You got coons calling asking about skin and all this old stuff man (hol Up,

hol up, hol up, hol up)

That was my son

One problem about me I don’t have a problem slapping no kid, I Don’t

He 5 years old

Okay?