black tims - crown bella lyrics
[verse 1]
god said relax yourself, shorty ask yourself
is n-ggas gon’ help you if you ask for help?
nah, you can’t front, gotta back yourself
they ain’t congratulate you, you had to dab yourself
so it’s f-ck n-ggas, i don’t even w-ssup n-ggas
i’m too hot for ’em, n-ggas can’t even f-ck with us
but ‘member when they was sayin’ i’d never win
but i’m in again and my b-tches is militant
and i’m k!llin’ sh-t, bars and tals, whippin’ sh-t
cars and cals, you with the sh-t?
or is she outside
but if not then that b-tch is who i slay
who i slays
if your girl not with it, then i will not say
you’re not safe
’cause these girls that i got, they will not play
[hook]
is the door closin’ in on ’em?
where they at? do i need to drop a pen on ’em?
it’s gettin’ cold, had to order black tims on ’em
no js but i bought a couple tims on ’em
no js but i bought a couple tims on ’em
no js but i bought a couple tims on ’em
it’s gettin’ cold, had to order black tims on ’em
it’s gettin’ cold, had to order black tims on ’em
[verse 2]
i was missin’ in action, i was f-ckin’ distracted
by you n-ggas that thrasin’, i was f-ckin’ attractive
was a regular n-gga, i’m not a regular girl
he was givin’ me d, so i thought he was thorough
but never again, p-ssy way too good
to be dealin’ with a n-gga who ain’t too good
street smart, book smart, brain too good
and i’ll never miss a n-gga like my aim’s too good
you can’t beat me
ever since my mom used to beat me
shorty used to treat me
dad used to keep me
i was the first one
and all they keep sayin’ is i am the worse one
but you can’t blame dad, he never had raised a daughter
and daddy was in the streets, there’s nothin’ he could have taught her
so i went through on my own, prayed to god, it’s with me
every night drivin’ home, i pray he ride this with me
[hook]
is the door closin’ in on me?
where i’m at, you can’t even drop a pen on me
it’s gettin’ cold, black tims and the black hoody
no js but i bought a couple tims with me
no js but i bought a couple tims on ’em
no js but i bought a couple tims on ’em
it’s gettin’ cold, had to order black tims on ’em
it’s gettin’ cold, had to order black tims on ’em
[outro]
if i go against these b-tches
i’ma ball so hard, i’ma bench these b-tches
snitch these b-tches, get ’em wet, trench these b-tches
i’m bruce willis in the benz, 6 sense these b-tches
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