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[Verse 1 - A. Leon
A. Leon Craft, South Pole (Cold)
Up my damn flow, like a lit gas (Stove)
(Foohh)
Damn Clutch, my bad, I'm bout to down the booth (Booth)
brand new (New)
are too (Too)
Awol roof, ride an later, coo (Coo)
Space-ship for two, she got a mass of boots (Boots)
We drank so much Patrone, I had to turn down the (Goose)
I'm from another (Hey)
in demand, though (Hey)
Louisville Slugger (Hey), real candy on sedan (Hey, hey, hey)
like a banjo
Shawty I'm sayin, though
A. the shit, you gon be more than seein a candle (Hey)
commando (Hey)
Ballin, I got (Hey)
over shawty school and hip-hop band notes (Hey)
Brothership Decatur, hater never clash
Outer-space, fast
I'm a A. Craaaft

When them country boys come out, at
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing your eyes, have
do you know, bout me
Yeah, you know about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
With my top down on top pedigree, yeah

2]
Yeah, uhh
I get my Louisville on
Shawty thick, lookin good, I'll a homer
CLINK- You're here
Mary got nothin on us
I'm a stick boy, still on the corners
Uhh, got a Caddy like a (Uh)
And I foolin with you niggas, I'm a racist
race this, engine got a face-lift
I took the 350 out and serve the kit
Now we like they do it on the fourth planet
Y'all talk funny, we don't understand it
Like a on the sidewalk; Outlandish
Smack ya on the ass, I'm so man-ish
I'm so candid, make ya say it
I don't get "Wasted", I get so
Ron Clutch, get the ink, I'm so
A. Leon snap his fingers, we so

When them country come out, at night
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing your eyes, seen
do you know, bout me
Yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
my top down blowin on top pedigree, yeah

3]
They think they know me, but got no idea
Can't see me, high as I feel
You how we be, on some country-fried kill
I'm from the south side of De Ville, and we all the real
Better keep ya eyes peeled, plus behind the
Better that space-ship with the verti-cal grilles
Got the big ol' shiny wheels, to me how I feel
I named her Miss Pig and she stay in them high
We swervin the galaxy in a alternate reality
You how the Caddy be, defy the laws of gravity
We at a faster speed to charge up my battery
Bottle and a bag of weed, now ain't catchin me
You know how Nappy be, you how the boys do it
You we get straight to it, then we run straight through it
A. Leon Craft just landed, you know he stay (Cough-cough-cough)
Off country-fried backwoods, outer-space music

When them country come out, at night
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing eyes, have seen
What do you know, me
Yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, you know about me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
With my top down on top pedigree, yeah

This has been a Chops