Chris Crack Registered Flex Offender Lyrics

[Verse:]
Hey yo, you probably nervous, I don't care
How many syllables it take for you to squeeze in
To make your bars sound hard, this how they served it
Let me word it differently so you don't feel deserted
They wanna touch our hair, fuck our women, that's real perversion
Don't believe me though, 'cause I ain't the one who
Forgot how to write in cursive, when they in they bag
They talking 'bout they purses, but who even heard me
And these new age bitches don't know about a cursing
I was throwing signs and symbols, I ain't even flirting
For the dummies that's gang signs, the oven was cast iron
Sad crying, she greased my edges for the last time
Not today, your shit weak like [?] tape, it's cold outside
You can't stop the rain, he still capping on Twitter
But he ain't shot the fade, I heard Ice T sixty and still rock a stage
Or maybe let the chopper blaze, cop killer
You niggas not realer than Uncle Face
Ghetto gospel the whole hostage, no options
Fuck communities, don't get a better way, hey
We'll be right here til they get around to us
Like Pureto Rico was a hundred days
Know your nations but you buying Jordans
Stunting and flexing on Instagram since
Them niggas was still running plays
And you wonder why we run in place
Under appreciated and under paid
Y'all thought we was the people they was gon' come and save
Never give us substance, it be something fake
And you wonder why we run in place
Under appreciated and under paid, wait
Under appreciated and under paid, wait
Stop right there 'cause you just found the nicest
Stop right there 'cause you just found the nicest
Stop right there 'cause you just found the nicest
Stop right there 'cause you just found the nicest