Creme Crush lyrics

[Lyrics for Creme Crush: Peso Peso x ATX Boog x Migo Vic]

[Intro: Peso Peso]
Ayy, yeah

[Chorus: Peso Peso]
I just poured up in a Crush
I had to stay down in the trap to get my racks up
I just walked up inside the mall with my Semi tucked
I'm finna go to LA to pick a Bentley up

[Verse 1: Peso Peso]
Watchu' talkin' 'bout?
If it's f*ck-sh*t I'ma call it out
I started off selling dimes, but I'm balling now
I'm known everywhere, the people see me all around
And, you can suck my f*ckin' di*k if you talking down
I got that Tec with me, I'm splashin' in a red Bentley
In the trap all day, I'm counting one-fifty
I'm in Saulster right now, I got Boog with me
I got the same n*ggas with me, who sold drugs with me
I pull the rocket out, I get the pack and knock it out
I don't matter where I am, thеm hitters pop it out
And, I've been rockin' Balmain, I threw my Robbin's out
And, I'vе been ridin' hittin' stains, I pulled the Masi' out
[Chorus: Peso Peso]
I just poured up in a Crush
I had to stay down in the trap to get my racks up
I just walked up inside the mall with my Semi tucked
I'm finna go to LA to pick a Bentley up

[Verse 2: ATX Boog]
I just poured a four, in a Cream Crush
One hit out the Runtz got me headrush
You keep doin' lame sh*t, pick yo' head up
And all my n*ggas in the fed 'cuz they fed up
b*tch I wasn't like y'all, I wasn't segged up
And if you're on your ass, b*tch, run your bands up (Run it up!)
b*tch, I stayed in the trap, fill my bag up (Run it up!)
Come shop with a n*gga, I got it bagged up
You's a pus*y ass n*gga, call for backup
I ain't callin' no n*gga, I got a strap tucked (Pow!)
How the f*ck you up that b*tch and you ain't popped none (Pow!)
Me and Peso pourin' up, finna pop one (Pour that sh*t!)

[Chorus: Peso Peso]
I just poured up in a Crush
I had to stay down in the trap to get my racks up
I just walked up inside the mall with my Semi tucked
I'm finna go to LA to pick a Bentley up
[Verse 3: Migo Vic]
I stayed in the trap, til the bag bugged
Then I took a trip to Cali, made it add up
And I get for the low, then I tax it
She started pullin' on my sh*t, didn't even ask me
She a bad lil b*tch, but she's nasty
She gonna get up on that di*k and do gymnastics
I might die from the drink like Big Mo
I'm in love with a cream crush I need mo'
Five P lick, meet me at the Texaco
I've been having them forever you just didn't know
I be moving super fast, you moving super slow
I had to put them in the mail, I was 50 on the road
I was f*ckin' on his b*tch and I didn't even know
She keep suckin' on my di*k and he don't even know
When I see her ass in public I gotta go
I'mma hit the highway, I'm drippin' on four-fours

[Chorus: Peso Peso]
I just poured up in a Crush
I had to stay down in the trap to get my racks up
I just walked up inside the mall with my Semi tucked
I'm finna go to LA to pick a Bentley up