Lil Mabu - YOUNG CRACKA (Lyrics)

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🎶 Lil Mabu - YOUNG CRACKA (Lyrics)
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YOUNG CRACKA
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YOUNG CRACKA Lyrics

🎤 Lyrics:
[Intro]
Is an introduction really necessary for someone we all know so well?

[Chorus]
Young Cracka and I'm back up in this bitch, huh, huh
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks, huh
'Cause I ain't go to jail, huh, that makes me a bitch? (Okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch

[Verse 1]
Uh-huh, went to text my girl, I almost hit my opps line (Duh)
Thought 'bout pussy and he was the first to come to mind
Sent a booty call, I told him ''Slide for the night''
He came quick, but caught a clip instead of something white (Grrah)
He was a underground rapper, he secured his spot
My demon took his life and he was buried by my pops (Uh-huh)
And 12 is paid off, so if you call the fuckin' cops
Ha, they gon' turn their body, cameras off

[Chorus]
Young Cracka and I'm back up in this bitch, huh, huh (He back up in this bitch)
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks, huh
'Cause I ain't go to jail, huh, that makes me a bitch? (Okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch

[Verse 2]
Like, think you fucked me over after I paid you in full? (Nah-uh)
Till I take your eyes out and fuck the holes in your skull (Uh-uh-uh)
No moths in my closet, but got holes in my wool
'Cause I pop through my pocket and pretend it's all good, huh
I don't play games like the coach hate me
''Fuck you, pay me'', that's what I been on lately
Like I'm Ja with the heat 'cause I don't got no gun safety
I'm allowed to buy an AR in the A, it's fuckin' crazy
Y'all the type to shoot in day and run on feet, huh
Me, my crime is organized to a T
YN's can't compete, boy, I'm a YC
Copped a mansion out in Buckhead, y'all know where to find me
Pops is a killer, word to Fivi, that's what he said
Think this gangsta shit a lie? Fuck 'round and see then
Why would I leak where I reside when they want me dead?
I hope they try, been fiending to up my street cred' (Bow)

[Chorus]
Young Cracka and I been started this shit (Been started this shit)
Put down the pencils and picked up a couple sticks
'Cause I ain't go to jail that makes me a bitch? (Okay)
Slipped through the cracks, my white skin must be the glitch, ha (Yeah)