CROSS ME UP Lyrics

Fuck you thought this was?

Nigga say he hot as me he must be off the drugs

They wanna do me like I'm Jesus try and cross me up

I'm DTB ain't with the scheming I won't call it love

If you can suck it like a demon baby call me up

I got 100 fucking reasons I need all these blunts

I got 100 fucking problems but a bitch ain't one

Too many ways to make a dollar gotta go get some

And I keep running up my bag I'm doing cardio

Jump in the whip and do the dash like Super Mario

Phazo can't stay out his bag cause he want all the smoke

Drop that bitch I did her bad ain't make the honor roll

(Marino, Marino, Marino)

Yeah, Yeah bitch I'm lit lit

I'm professor cut her off she get dismissed

How his jeans bust down with blues? his pockets big crip

I run this shit now watch this move I'm bout to kick flip

Got that lil hoe doing tricks I'm a mystic

Make yo mind and make it move this ain't physics

Yeah she heard I got that dope she need a quick fix

I can't match with none these hoes I need a lit bitch

Money on my mind, dollar signs on my mental

Told em I'm gone Spend It I done told these hoes no rentals

Got it out the flames always knew I had potential

I be with my gang like Avengers we assemble

Fuck you thought this was?

Nigga say he hot as me he must be off the drugs

They wanna do me like I'm Jesus try and cross me up

I'm DTB ain't with the scheming I won't call it love

If you can suck it like a demon baby call me up

I got 100 fucking reasons I need all these blunts

I got 100 fucking problems but a bitch ain't one

Too many ways to make a dollar gotta go get some