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

When them country boys come out, at
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing eyes, have seen
do you know, bout me
Yeah, what you know 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, slug a homer
CLINK- You're outta
Mary got nothin on us
I'm a stick boy, still on the corners
Uhh, got a Caddy like a (Uh)
And I ain't foolin you niggas, I'm a racist
Shawty race this, got a face-lift
I the 350 out and serve the space kit
Now we ridin they do it on the fourth planet
Y'all talk funny, we don't even it
Like a on the sidewalk; Outlandish
Smack ya on the ass, I'm so man-ish
I'm so candid, ya say damn 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 boys out, at night
go up, in flight
Nothing eyes, have seen
do you know, bout me
Yeah, you know about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
With my top down blowin on top pedigree,

3]
They think they know me, but got no idea
even see me, high as I feel
You know how we be, on some country-fried
I'm from the south of De Ville, and we all about the real
Better keep ya eyes peeled, behind the wheel
Better that space-ship with the verti-cal grilles
Got the big ol' wheels, to tell me how I feel
I named her Pig and she stay in them high heels
We through the galaxy in a alternate reality
You know how the Caddy be, defy the laws of
We at a faster speed to charge up my battery
Bottle and a bag of weed, now nobody catchin me
You know how Nappy be, you know how the do it
You we get straight to it, then we run straight through it
A. Leon just landed, you know he stay zooted (Cough-cough-cough)
Off this country-fried backwoods, music

When them country boys out, at night
Space-ships go up, in
your eyes, have seen
What do you know, me
Yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, you know about me
With my top blowin on top pedigree, yeah

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