Holy Sock Gang - Crewnexx Lyrics

Jerry P
I be letting loose now
Just a boozehound, humpin on your leg but don't be stepping on my shoes now
Chewed out
Acting a fool how ya chomping on ya lips cuz thats your brains just tryna cool down
Too proud,
Too out of control, one eye stay open while puffin the blunt slow
Drunk Dippin dumb don't, run lips they slunk though
Swerve every turn, let me slur out my love notes
La di da di, keep popping back the molly
My eyes be looking droopy and the JD got me sloppy (Ugh)
You know I get like that
Losing my head, I'm glad my body's attached
The sauce got me godly until I wake up
Washed up and hobbling, I'm wearing my crutch
Who knew I'd be stopping because I found love
Won't trade my goddess for some ratchet slut
Flexing on you bitches like I'm hugh hef
How you not keep up I just two step
I'm the dude, you don't know what I do next
Sweater with no hoodie, my crew next
My crew next, crew next
Ain't no telling what I do next
We two step, two step
Flexing on you bitches, Hugh hef
Now lemme tell you sumn
I see mother f*ckers out here really, really frontin
I be on my Kanye West shit. you can't tell me nothin
Continue sippin til the morning when my head is bumpin
Stay faded til morning after. Please dont tell me what happened
Don't you turn on that camera. And make me go see the pastor
Had world in my hands like atlas when sippin out of my chalice
Your baby mama catch feelings when we step into your palace. Woah
God's comin, but y'all can't
Comprehend what that summon keep yall jibbs runnin
Put that lamb blood over your door now may be lucky
Won't you step into the crowd and get among the ruckus
Pass the lighter I get cast to the fire
Yall babies need a pacifier you hasta get higher
As for me n mine i dine in hell with you vipers
How you supposed to come down with no pilot?
Flexing on you bitches like I'm hugh hef
How you not keep up I just two step
I'm the dude, you don't know what I do next
Sweater with no hoodie, my crew next
My crew next, crew next
Ain't no telling what I do next
We two step, two step
Flexing on you bitches, Hugh hef
Wait a minute, hold up, the room is spinnin'
Tonight my life is a thriller, my liver's the victim, non-fiction
I can deliver whatever you missin'
We got the good, the shug, for all of you bitches, ha!
Ay dios mio, I'm sinnin' and binggin'
I'm hardly a Christian, I'm back here smokin' and sippin'
So raise the partition, battling physics, and basic logistics
And if I'm disturbing the peace, best believe its a conjugal visit
I cut her deep, uh! she need them stitches
Or she say she can manage, in that case my ego may need a bandage
But I could fashion, my fashionable ass has it
You haven't had the advantage of kissing my asset, bastards
Y'all wanna see some magic?
Here watch this 60' disappear into my stomach lining
I think it's perfect timing
See I can't read a room, I'd be damned if I can't read the climate
It's hot as hell with some holy on it, lordy