50K Lyrics – La Cracka, Foolio

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[Intro: Foolio]
(Dru made this motherfu*ker)
B!tch, n!gga
6

[Verse 1: Foolio]
I’m on the phone with my killer, he say, “Big 6, what’s the word?” (What’s the word?)
Jumped out the stolen car and told them boys to go and swerve (Go and swerve)
Say he drop forty thousand, I drop fifty, go and purge (Purge)
Pull up, that Draco hit him, left his s*it all on the curb
Just got the call from (??) he say, “6, let’s get it in” (Let’s get it in)
(??) on the way to Cali, he won’t go back home and spin
Me and Dot like (??), man, you know that’s my evil twin
In the jungle, lions, tigers, so I drop sixty on that man (Sixty)
I’m riding through the bity chilling, we just city rolling (City rolling)
Just logged on to my Finsta, on the app, it’s page open
This Drac’ so damn small, look like a midget that I’m toting
That boy should’ve been focused, put holes in that foreign Focus (Bah-bah-bah-bah)
Shoulder strap, it’s on my MAC, it look like my arm broken (My arm broken)
His mama crying on the news, that boy died ’cause he was trolling (Ha)
We done made that boy famous now, call it free promotion
Say whatever to whoever, they know that b!tches exploded (N!gga)
It’s 6:00 a.m. in Jacksonville and I just got that call
I heard them boys (??) and he in traffic with his dogs
You killed the biggest opp, boy you might get a hundred ball
Treat the opps like Pokemon, boy we got to catch ’em all
Just bought a UAV, I got that drop to where he sleep
Bust a left then bust a right, nah let’s hop out, we on feet
He lacking in his yard sitting in that Cherokee
Last thing that boy seen, my ugly face and ARP

[Verse 2: La Cracka]
I’m fresh outta jail
Damn I lost 2 brothers, sendin one to jail
That get back gon’ be real (??) b!tch I live in here
Bending back to back, this s*it for Jay, Rico dropping L’s
Bouncing bodies back to back, kill s*it for A, left a hunnid shells

Make them n!ggas pay, when they took my brother, now it’s time to spin
God forgive me, know I’m living wrong, but I gotta sin
(??) know I stand on business, won’t slay my man
Brand new Glock with the SRT, I hop on feet (Frrt) and kill a man
In the stu’ right now with Six, I won’t (??), I keep my blick
N!ggas be capping and running their mouth like hoes but never been on no hit
Glock 19 it came with a switch, free Kshordy, we killing for Mitch
Long live (??) standing on business, n!ggas ain’t stepping on s*it
I’m Lil Cracka, know I get it in, standing on all 10
Pop a Perc’ but Ion need no drügs, go sober when I spin
This hoe had told me she wanna hug, lil b!tch, I ain’t your friend
Illegal weapons, all type of weapons, put a switch on any gen (Put a switch on any gen)