Tell Them MF’s We Made It(Explicit) - Crooked I

Tell Them MF's We Made It (Explicit) - Crooked I
Now what the hell should I care about nothing
I'm Paramount f**k it bring the McLaren out
She gets sky miles the way I air 'em out
French connection I Paris my whereabouts
You still in your parents' house
I'm with a vixen hard nipples and the cherry blouse
No pants derriere is out
I call it honeymoon without the marriage vows
I f**k with some street killers and D-dealers
We out to market everything even 3 wheelers
I f**k with some blunt smokers and E-pillers
You don't like us so what the freaks feel us
Onion booty and some yoga pants
She got that won't you come bend me over stance
I got paper and she over stamps
I got a message for the haters man
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Live good still hood
Grind hard like a real ni**a should
1 hunnid stay true
Let 'em know tell them muhf**kas we made it
Yeah tell them muhf**kas we made it
Johnny Blue tell them muhf**kas we faded
Middle finger you and them mothaf**kas who hate it
Still sleeping on us leave them suckas sedated
By the time they wake up probably flying to Jamaica
On my birthday gettin' my cake up
You dudes Hollywood say what
I call you virtual sex you fake f**ks
I don't think you want a problem
I'm Andy Warhol and choke on boardwalk
I'm awesome when I draw guns
Be somewhere in Boston when the law come
With a bad b**ch and she know it's pimpin'
Her accent is like Lois Griffin
The Lord's prayer over roasted chicken
Some red wine let's toast to livin'
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Live good still hood
Grind hard like a real ni**a should
1 hunnid stay true
Let 'em know tell them muhf**kas we made it
Breaking news we making moves
You new niggas listen pay your dues
Don't be a dive artist or you play to lose
Kick you while you down in my favorite shoes
Box me you need a ** test
Box full of shells let's have a slug fest
Then I tell your ho put on her f**k dress
Give me brains for fame that's success
The best revenge and this is murder now
You talk behind my back and I ain't even turn around
Ants to a giant I ain't even heard a sound
Attitude up I ain't finna turn it down
VH1 b**ch in a black Carerra
Gettin' Viacom p**sy in this ratchet era
F**k her weave up and her black mascara
Then pass by my haters blowin' Jack Herera
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Tell them muhf**kas we made it
Live good still hood
Grind hard like a real ni**a should
1 hunnid stay true
Let 'em know tell them muhf**kas we made it