Marine Escape (feat. Awkward Shaman) - Crime Yea

Yeah 21, Mookie We planning on Yeah, yeah Gang, gang (believe that) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta chicks Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta checks Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta sex Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on Percocets Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch I got the check Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got yo' bitch wet Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't pay for sex Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, rookie nigga I'm a vet Yeah, I straight up out the gutter, now I gotta lot of cash dog Glenwood niggas known to act a fuckin' ass dog Yeah, they caught me loomin' round your partner with no mask dog If I see the gang tats, I'ma hit the dash dog Real street nigga, ain't no cut on that Pull up on yo' main bitch, she let me nut on that Run on me a second and I bought a Maybach Pull a hoe and a pussy nigga wake her Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta chicks Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta checks Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta sex Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on Percocets Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch I got the check Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got yo' bitch wet Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't pay for sex Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, rookie nigga I'm a vet Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on Percocets I flex yo' baby daddy with a diamond pac Shot up his house, just today, I got a double back Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, where the money at? See ain't no talkin' when I come through, where the cash at? So give it up and get it back like you can have that Yeah, yeah, yeah, I let my niggas smash that The iceberg on my neck, you can't crash that The real gangs, no panic, I see what y'all niggas mad at The bitch you fuck is so old news, I'm Mookie Mardi, I had that, had that Brought that Draco in a party, I'ma savage Bitch on 21 hunnid, I'ma maverick Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta chicks Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta checks Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, whole lotta sex Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm on Percocets Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch I got the check Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got yo' bitch wet Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't pay for sex Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, rookie nigga I'm a vet

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, get his ass scoom Yeah, yeah, yeah, alright Hit his block, with this chop, what it do? And I ain't tripping on no bitch, boy I don't never tie my shoes Yeah, one bitch cool from time to time But I like hoes that come in two's A nice bitch cool from time to time But I like hoes who break the rules Super fucked up in the head, I'll get to switching moves Ain't want a bitch who shake her ass I want a bitch who up the scoom I'm off this 30, fuck it Yo' bitch in the room, bad news And if you whacking like you big and bad I'm tryna crash too And if you tryna buy this clean ass work I'm tryna tax you And we do everything, I'm cracking moves Hoes flipping packs too Yeah, I got niggas that shoot from deep, yeah I got niggas that's hacks too These hating ass niggas be talking down I get to fucking these racks blue Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, when we chase him Hawk them down Chase him down until he fell For all that running stand over Yeah, I'm scooming, give him shells My bitch where?, Wisconsin Dells What the fuck?, I gotta bail I be pouring so much drink, I got the flu Said I was done with the work I bought a New Year's with a deuce And now it's 2023, and bitch I'm back looking for juice And if you ever threw a shot at me, it ain't no calling truce And if you gangster nigga, drop yo' pin, and watch us ride through They say, "Slick you make that gangster shit, that we can slide to" You acting tough just cause you got yo' gun, I got my fire too We hit yo' block and if you try to run, this Drack will grab you Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you niggas haters All my killers want facades, you niggas be created players Put the put him in the potty and get shit by see you later He was a out of town goofy, think his ass was from Decatur I got niggas who pull cables We ain't stopping, gotta chase him I got blues all in my pockets and I'm throwing Bullets just like Baker Mention scoom, and meet your maker I wanna fuck, don't wanna date her Yeah, yeah, hell yeah When we side, don't gotta pay us nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, when we chase him Hawk them down Chase him down until he fell For all that running stand over Yeah, I'm scooming, give him shells My bitch where?, Wisconsin Dells What the fuck?, I gotta bail