Crosses lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Intro: Idontknowjeffery]
Crosses 'round my neck, on my chain, homie (uh)
n*gga think we homies (uh)

[Chorus 1: Idontknowjeffery]
Yo, homie think we homies 'cause he know my middle name
Shortie all up on me she must think she gettin' saved
Pinky ring on me don't I look like I'm engaged
Married to the money, n*gga, married to the game
Homie think we in the same lane that's a shame
Higher than a plane, higher than you n*ggas aim
Crosses around my neck, crosses on my chain (crosses)
Cross 'em out the game, cross 'em out for life, f*ck 'em

[Verse 2: Xavier Wulf]
She know she ain't living right, but she spent the night (spent the night)
'Cause her n*gga is a lame he always tryna' fight (always tryna' fight)
But when I pull up, he ain't tryna' bite (he ain't tryna' fight)
I'd rather have a pocket knife than a perfect life (perfect life)
He mad as f*ck his night didn't go right (go right)
He brought her to the club, and lost his wife (lost his wife)
And she he a lame, he ain't living right (ain't living right)
Now she at the HQ, under the lights (under the lights)
I smoke so many blunts I got a overbite (a overbite)
I'm at the shake junt all night, living life (I'm living life)
I'm with doctor Jeffery, Memphis in the limelight (in the limelight)
You rap n*ggas so trash, get your rhymes right (get your rhymes right)
[Chorus 2: Xavier Wulf]
I'mma pop out the cut when the time right (time right)
I might pop out with my cup, to the crime site (crime site)
And look at it like I didn't do this last night (last night)
I'm so mothaf*ckin' crooked, I'mma end your life

[Verse 3: Idontknowjeffery]
Uh, homie think he know me 'cause he did in 2010
I am not your homie, homie, I am not your friend
Police try to pinch again, jump the fence again
Pull up in my b*tches 'Benz, text her whats your PIN (let's go)
Cross 'em out the game, cross 'em out for life
n*gga think we homies, lost my appetite
Higher than a kite, than a satellite (high as f*ck)
I don't know why you wanna' roll wit' me I'm [?] (leggo, leggo)
Homie think he know me 'cause he did in middle school
You's a little fool, man y'all n*ggas pitiful
California bad b*tch in my living room
Taking off her glasses and her tennis shoes
Uh uh, swim in pools, sippin' booze
Let the women choose, 5-star reviews
Win or lose, I'm on the move (uh)
And I ain't f*ckin' witchu' silly dudes (less' go)

[Chorus 2: Xavier Wulf]
I'mma pop out the cut when the time right (time right)
I might pop out with my cup, to the crime site (crime site)
And look at it like I didn't do this last night (last night)
I'm so mothaf*ckin' crooked, I'mma end his life
I'mma pop out the cut when the time right (time right)
I might pop out with my cup, to the crime site (crime site)
And look at it like I didn't do this last night (last night)
We so mothaf*ckin' crooked, We gon' end his life
[Chorus 1: Idontknowjeffery]
Yo, homie think we homies 'cause he know my middle name
Shortie all up on me she must think she gettin' saved
Pinky ring on me don't I look like I'm engaged
Married to the money, n*gga, married to the game
Homie think we in the same lane that's a shame
Higher than a plane, higher than you n*ggas aim
Crosses around my neck, crosses on my chain (crosses)
Cross 'em out the game, cross 'em out for life, f*ck 'em
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