Fly Crippin lyrics

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
I got a swag when I step
Blue rag to the left
All the girls know im the biz
I think I know what it is
It's fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin'
I got this 40 on my waist, Louis suit case
And I'm tattooed on my neck, my chest, my face
Fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin'

[Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle]
Look, TMC is my new sh*t
I don't make no excuses
Fly crip in my blueprint
n*ggas talk but I do this
I gave a AR to my new b*tch
I had a Rolex before music
Money talks, loud and clear
n*ggas looking like two cents
So we could line them up and we could shoot sh*t
We could range Rover, Benz coupe sh*t
Turn a couple of zones into a few bricks
And turn a couple of bars into a new hit
New Louis bag, new Louis kicks
And my trunk right where my roof is
n*gga stay in style like I'm boostin'
How they say they fly when they flew sh*t
I got tats all on my neck, tats all on my face
Get 10 G's so up and I don't hop bout till I pay
I drink that Clicquot and that Ace
Smoke Kush weed and eat steak
She can't resist to fly crip
So she get wet when I get on stage
And yeah I dropped out in 10th Grade
But I fly first class on these planes
Never stand in line at my bank
All money In is incorporated
They say "Damn, Hussle you made it"
I said "No, you just think basic"
And if them n*ggas fly, then I'm a spaceship
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
I got a swag when I step
Blue rag to the left
All the girls know im the biz
I think I know what it is
It's fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin'
I got this 40 on my waist, Louis suit case
And I'm tattooed on my neck, my chest, my face
Fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin'

[Verse 2: Cobby Supreme]
I got that rag all on my left
Bank when I step
Tattoo on my neck, my face and all on my chest
What you gonna do next?
Take your main b*tch and have sex
I keep a 40 on my in case a n*gga trying to flex
So n*ggas stop with all that press, cause you ain't gonna do sh*t
I hear you talking loud, well n*gga talk about my di*k
And how your b*tch swallow this
You go home and you kiss
But guess what you hater, you be kissing on my di*k
No homo trick, she look at you like you a lick
She f*ck with Cob Supreme 'cause I'm a fly ass young crip
I got Polo socks on my feet
Polo draws on my waist, Louis belt on my Levi's
And these diamonds be all on me
Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my wrist
I look like a robbery but n*gga that will be a risk
Ride around in that jag, I roll around in that range
But if a n*gga walk we are still not the same
'Cause I got
[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
I got a swag when I step
Blue rag to the left
All the girls know im the biz
I think I know what it is
It's fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin'
I got this 40 on my waist, Louis suit case
And I'm tattooed on my neck, my chest, my face
Fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin', fly crippin'