Salem - KRAWL lyrics

I say f** it They sayin' really we ain't havin' it, nah I'm like you don't know the half of it And if you standing stupid waiting for an ovation Well then b**h, Imma have to clap at ya, bam Damn, I hope that you could walk it off It's really a shame that you can't duck down a little faster Now you on ya knees like ya bowin' to a master but This ain't slavery, nah You ain't sh** to me, nah You ain't piss to me, uh uh You ain't spit to me, nah Your b**h? Well, she can s** a dick for me If I get it up for that old dirty dirty I give her no presents, money or concern On 7-Eleven cause she can have a cold Slurpee Straight line of d** and money, honey, that's no curvin' There's no swervin' I'm so certain It's so careless For any lane who ain't with this sh** is so urgent Let me help you out, I here take it serious That's why when I spit this sick sh** it will make you furious, but stop Let me take you to a new dip Through the woods and glitter that's the place where you can find it, hooah Lyin' in this new spot Someone scared as hell, taped up That's no not gon' wait How you make police a call and How they track your phone when it's laying there in pieces brah? Hah, I'm laughing cause I know I got a funny fact I wanna see your face once realize that you ain't coming back, oh I'm so much colder than snowcaps And if that global warming sh** is real I still won't go bad, yeah And then that sound from that right hand Make you think of Rubble's daughter's friend That's Bamm-Bamm And now lemme get some final thoughts (yeah) f** it I take you to the water trough (damn) I'm no good, nig' I'm so hood rich I so shouldn't I so wouldn't What the f** is this? I really--f** is this?