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

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

2]
Yeah, uhh
I get my Slugger on
Shawty thick, lookin good, slug a homer
CLINK- outta here
Mary got nothin on us
I'm a stick boy, good on the corners
Uhh, got a Caddy a space-ship (Uh)
And I ain't 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 ridin they do it on the fourth planet
Y'all talk funny, we don't even it
a drive on the sidewalk; Outlandish
Smack ya on the ass, I'm so man-ish
I'm so candid, ya say damn it
I get "Wasted", I get so damaged
Ron Clutch, get the ink, I'm so
A. Leon his fingers, we so vanished

When them boys come out, at night
go up, in flight
Nothing your eyes, seen
What do you know, me
Yeah, you know about me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
With my top down blowin on top pedigree,

3]
They think they me, but they got no idea
Can't even see me, as I feel
You know how we be, on some kill
I'm from the south of De Ville, and we all about the real
Better keep ya eyes peeled, plus 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 swervin the galaxy in a alternate reality
You know how the Caddy be, defy the laws of
We travel at a faster speed to up my battery
and a bag of weed, now ain't nobody catchin me
You know how Nappy be, you know how the do it
You know we get straight to it, then we run straight it
A. Leon Craft just landed, you know he stay (Cough-cough-cough)
Off country-fried backwoods, outer-space music

When them boys come out, at night
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, you know about me
my top down blowin on top pedigree, yeah

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