[Intro] Kraveli, Kraveli Ayy, yeah Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Ayy, yeah, oh Kraveli, Kraveli Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Ayy, yeah Oh, Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Oh, yeah, oh Kraveli, Kraveli Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Ayy, yeah Oh, Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Reece Kraveli, Reece Kraveli Oh, yeah, oh [Verse] He talkin' big shit, I been big shittin' (Ayy) Got my 40 tucked, I'm from Crip City (Ayy) Heard your girl callin', I won't pick up She in good hands, I'm with Allstate, all face Wipe her down, all paint Gettin' money all day, uh Can't fuck with her, she two-faced, uh Might get two bricks today, uh Woke up with a new bae, uh The chopper be blowin' out two brains, uh Blow his head, he got no name, uh Kill the beat, I'm Kurt Cobain, uh He been throwin' shade, I don't notice him I've been movin' pounds of that opium We ain't never heard of his city, no Said she fell in love with the city folk I'm with a dimepiece and she pretty, oh Said she got a friend, but she didn't, no Pull up in that Benz with the window smoke She wanna be friends, I ain't feelin' ho You don't wanna lose me, you silly hoe Countin' all these blue cheese, it's millies, oh When I hit it from the back, she call me daddy She won't tell nobody, she ain't into tellin' I don't have no feelings, I don't feel 'em, no Said I'm the one she need, I ain't feelin' though Had a good time in L.A. (Ayy) I been countin' paper all day (Ayy) Never cared what a hater gotta say (Ayy) Never cared what a hater gotta say (Ayy) Me and Shawty in the bed like LMA (Ayy) I been on that grind, bitch, every day (Ayy) Every time she in my bed, she gotta stay (Ayy) Oh, no, no, no You don't wanna go to war with a real one I'm a motherfuckin' savage, baby, I'm a villain Real one, not a actor, baby, I don't get it You the type to do a show and there be crickets I'm the type to do a show, and it's a movie R.I.P. the Juice, "All Girls Are the Same" It's hard to find a good one, that's a shame I been movin' weight, don't say my name And if he talkin' down, he get a fade I done came up off of gas, it's a propane Got your girl up on my dick, that's a close case Why you actin' like you don't know what the folks say? You ain't even puttin' in work, that's a broke day All of these niggas be pussy, they talkin' that shit They won't pull up on me, they ain't got it I get the paper, I count it, I save it, I spend it I don't put it up in my wallet The haters be mad, I'm on top They be lookin' up at me like, "How can I stop it?" When I pull up, they be in shock I been runnin' this shit, they be watchin' my pockets I got that shit on my body, that Louis, that Gucci You know I be drippin', I'm saucy I got the Glock in my pocket, it's one in the head You know that I ain't with the talkin' And when it come to these bitches, you know I don't love 'em You know that they ain't that important I been fuckin' up the city The bad bitches love me, they say I'm extortin' I been countin' up the Benjis My pockets on lettuce, you know that it's foreign I been ballin' like the Mavericks I feel like I'm Luka, you know that I'm scorin' I don't wanna
