Lyrics Crime Scene - Tuwchy

Uhh Uhh, on God
Take that fucking rap nigga down
Punch him with the mother fuckin line like that

Lately I've been trapping, I could never take a nap
Have you ever seen a trapper taking over rap
I seen, I saw, I put it in my back
Trapping on the instrumental really made it slap on God
Check, a little nigga never cap
Always tranna put my fuckin city on the map
I've been, I was, a nigga never lacked
20 million dollars in the bank is a wap on God

I'm copping all bags in em
I'm getting all rack in em
I'm getting it fast in em
Spend a lil cash in em
Like 25 racks in em
I bet you now she wanna rock with em
Tell 'em what's up with em
What the fuck's wrong with em
I don't wanna fuck with em
Tell 'em I'm stopping em
Tell 'em I'm bombing em
I got the racks like Musk Elon
It's a crime scene lil nigga (uhh)
It's a gawd damn fuckin crime scene lil nigga (uhh)
Ima eat you, ima bury you lil nigga (uhh)
On God
Take that fucking rap nigga down
Punch him with the mother fuckin line like that

Hello, what's popping
Why you finna diss a nigga trap
Nigga finna pull up with the strap
Any competitions, get you wracked
Hello, what's up
Niggas just be living in the past
I ain't tranna diss a nigga rap but
Grand pa, change your diaper, now is best

I'm copping all bags in em
I'm getting all rack in em
I'm getting it fast in em
Spend a lil cash in em
Like 25 racks in em
I bet you now she wanna rock with em
Tell 'em what's up with em
What the fuck's wrong with em
I don't wanna fuck with em
Tell 'em I'm stopping em
Tell 'em I'm bombing em
I got the racks like Musk Elon
It's a crime scene lil nigga (uhh)
It's a gawd damn fuckin crime scene lil nigga (uhh)
Ima eat you, ima bury you lil nigga (uhh)
On God
Take that fucking rap nigga down
Punch him with the mother fuckin line like that
Hello, what's popping
Why you finna diss a nigga trap
Nigga finna pull up with the strap
Any competitions, get you wracked