WHITE CROCS - Jordan Ward & Ryan Trey

Hundred blue and all ba-, hey Hundred ball and all blues on me, hmm Hundred off, hehe, what up, Helly? Yeah Bitch, alright, back to it, huh Hundred ball in all- Hundred ball in-, huh, yeah (Helluva made this beat, baby) Hundred ball in all blues on me, bitch think I'm Crip In the deep, great white, don't think I'm shrimp G-O-A-T, shit, bitch, I think I'm him Gotta be ten plus with me to think I'm kin We are not cousins, we are not nothing Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, turn around, we are not hugging If I hear it's up, guarantee I got the Glock jumping 'Miris or the Ksubis or the PURPLE's, I don't rock Hudson's Threw the beam on the Glock 'cause it comes in handy Shot his legs off, he took the bag and tried to Running Man me Hundred dollar plates every meal, bitch, my stomach fancy I was young as hell loving pape', you was in love with candy I was young as hell masked up, before Halloween I was young as hell on that one shit, counting cheese I was young as hell on that court, hoped they scouted me Now, I'm balling on whoever once doubted me Told the bitch get the fuck on if she ain't throwing neck Zaza, Turtle Pie, this ain't motor breath Ten toes, bitch, I'm with the Reaper, all he know is step Backwood full of Runtz, swear I ain't joking, neph' Rapstar, walk around with a frozen neck Reach for a chain, hitman lay your soul to rest Skinny motherfucker, buffs on, all I know is flex Could've been a broke motherfucker, but I chose a check Could've been poor, but I'm rich now Turnt the city up, the first video on Richtown HipHop Lab, big threats, bitch, I'm lit now ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, don't get blicked down Red beam on old dog nose, he a big clown Unky moving through the 'bows, this his fifth pound Thousand dollar sneaks, I'd take your ass to Drip Town Hitman Mr. Headshot, you better get down You better try and run and flee, you better tuck and duck Big Bad Wolf, the Backwood finna huff and puff Working magic with the Visas, Hufflepuff In a spaceship, high as hell, finna hover up Three of red, turn my Mountain Dew into martian juice Push the lil' button, finna start the coupe This shit chess, so you better play your smartest move Put that lil' gun down, you ain't got the heart to shoot If we down two, I got a three in me Bitch talk loose, I'm on her head like a beady bead Y3 joggy, Kanye's, I got Adida feet In the scam house, same block, you can see a fiend Cous' in the trap, fuck around with some P's of beans Lil' lightskin, pretty bitch like Alicia Keys Ever get some real cheese, gotta feed your team Wear Crocs on some millionaires, I'm just being me Hehe, ayy, ShittyBoyz What up, Helly? Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, ShittyBoyz

Yo I was walking outside yesterday In the best way Asked my friend said hey What are those shoes you're wearing He said yo there crocs I said what the heck are crocs I think I saw someone named Kevin He came out of a Seven-Eleven with those He said yea that's true I was super confused What are these shoes Everyone is wearing They look kinda weird I tried it on it feels really disgusting It feels like a rubbery mess I can not take the test I said these aren't the best They gave me a C- on that Everyone isn't agreeing (Everyone isn't agreeing) I think crocs are bad Nobody is really listening Okay Now I'm making this song And now I'm ready for this But no one sings along Everyone's wearing crocs It's super weird I think their something weird about the crocs But I do not know what it is Bro someone said they can go really fast in crocs But actually, bro wasn't even fast at all He was going -Five miles an hour Bro why you wearing crocs man Make you slow Bet you know Bet you tho Bro why you wearing Crocs Why you wearing crocs I've been walking outside all day I keep seeing people wearing crocs Ye No one likes crocs Not even myself Do you like crocs Nobody likes them Have you ever seen them They are pretty disgusting Do you like crocs You know what the answer is This is the right answer NO Nobody likes crocs (Nobody likes crocs) Nobody likes crocs (Crocs) Dude why you wearing Crocs What do you think about the crocs I do not think there the best What do you think about the crocs I do not think there to good What do you think about the crocs I do not think there to good Do you think they're nice What do you think about the crocs I do not think there to good Do you think they're nice

Oh (ooh) Hopin' it rain down a chance for me Make the blues come do a dance for me (make the blues come do a dance) Baby, can you do a lil' dance for me? Ooh It's like you keep that shit bussin' out the pants for me (shit bussin') But no romance with me (ayy, ayy) You just do a lil' damage, leave (yeah, you must leave) Damn, you like a god-damn thief (yeah) I'm sorry that I waited, like Chief Keef I'm finna hurry to the bank quick, like, "Beep beep" I heard it might be a lil' banquet, it might be beef (okay) You know I never leave a stain whenever I street sweep That's a brand-new street Oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah, that's a brand-new street) Oh, oh, oh (yeah, yeah) Yeah Well, I'm finna turn into a dance machine Why you smell good like a tangerine? (Damn) Baby, by my side, we're like a tandem team (tandem team) But I know it's not real, it's just fantasy You don't got no real plans with me (no plans) This ain't love (no), this a Molly peak (this a Molly peak) Try to follow, but still trip on my own feet She be givin' brain on a bean, yeah We really 'bout to geek (we really 'bout to geek) We do the same dance every other week, like choreography Bring a partner 'round, watch he finna swap with me How many Cowgirls looking for a steed? (How many Cowgirls?) I just hope that I'm not the last one to leave Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh (I'm a dance machine, I can't stop) Oh, oh, oh

She want to be on vogue front page and everything Too many subliminals Im about to fool withs some college vibes Posted on the westside You know where the streets stand Aye Hate it when you treat me like I'm average from them But you gone play your cards cause you know damn well im him You must think you Riri you savage god damn Wonder how'll you treat me if I ain't have it like them You gone make me turn my savage up again Shotta that's my bro that's my cro he locked in Meechie that's my cuz we don't wear the same but we twins I been tryna turn this shit up for a while Fight for your life in the ER ima fight for my long shot And that's hard I love how they think that a nigga went soft again Now they starting to talk again Last nigga ran his mouth by gang sideways He can't even talk again Oh, he back out that white I told and tell him to chalk the man My bitch just asked do I love her I told her quit asking me silly things If I didn't I'd treat her like billie jean Beat it She know I want it She don't need it Aye She don't wanna leave me She said she don't wanna She know she just talking She know where her heart is Aye Hate it when you treat me like I'm average from them But you gone play your cards cause you know damn well im him You must think you Riri you savage god damn Wonder how'll you treat me if I ain't have it like them You gone make me turn my savage up again Shotta that's my bro that's my cro he locked in Meechie that's my cuz we don't wear the same but we twins I been tryna turn this shit up for a while I been tryna cut this bitch off for a while Leave and she come right back She ate my seed, that aint my child I can change around face but I won't lie I aint tryna say you stunting Cant say what I want cause my niggas on live Pastor said i'm never gonna love again Gotta get in my duff again Coupe only fit one vibe, gotta call my hoes I need my truck again So you just want prada prada prada That's my lil prada girl And her best friend head is outta this world I got some girls I don't deserve Rather be you than me that's hurt I like to talk through rocks and serif She love to ride dick like cursive Aye Hate it when you treat me like I'm average from them But you gone play your cards cause you know damn well im him You must think you Riri you savage god damn Wonder how'll you treat me if I ain't have it like them You gone make me turn my savage up again Shotta that's my bro that's my cro he locked in Meechie that's my cuz we don't wear the same but we twins I been tryna turn this shit up for a while