BlocBoy JB and Tay Keith - Day Day N' Craig

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Yeah, yeah (RealRed, I'm so fuckin' bumpin', bro)
Crip, Crip (Turn me up, YC)
Crip, Crip, Crip, Crip, Crip (DMac got me too bangin')
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (why, why, why-why-why?)

Me and my nigga like Day Day and Craig (Craig)
Drac' on the bike, I might hop off the pegs (skrt)
Yeah, I'm a Crip but I fuck with the red (crip)
My nigga like pizzy in love with the meds (meds)
He don't want smoke with Bloc, the boy scared (scared)
Keep one in the head, I put one in ya head (head)
Coach to the game, I teach you how to play it (play it)
If you wanna fuck with a Crip, then just say it (just say it)

Ray Charles walkin' with Stevie Wonder
I let the blind lead the blind (facts)
Cup off the Perc, he on demon time
Choppin' it loud, let is sing like it's Ginuwine (grrrr)
JJ the dope, they all need a line (line)
It's too much commotion, I need a line (line)
Pure dope coming straight off the boat
You'd think it came from the border line (border)
Stick is on me like a porcupine
Don't touch me lil' nigga, don't touch me (don't touch me)
I'll throw a bullet at any time
Like a quarterback, nigga, don't rush me (let that play)
Niggas see me, they changin' the subject
I smoke 'em like gasbags, leave em' musty (gas)
Jump off in a hellcat with my buddy (skrrt, skrrt)
Everywhere I see living do this shit for Feezy
Finger fuckin' on that cat like I'm Yeezy
Caught bodies with Kim, so I know she ain't leaving
I shot some niggas, I know my achievements
I got some scammers, what's up with that reason (reason)
Itchin' for bodies, kill ya for no reason
I stand for the block, not the pledge of allegiance (facts)
I'm in the bay with your bae
Tryna get in her face (way, that's on my momma)
Dick in her mouth got her teasing

Me and my nigga like Day Day and Craig (Craig)
Drac' on the bike, I might hop off the pegs (skrt)
Yeah, I'm a Crip but I fuck with the red (Crip)
My nigga like pizzy in love with the meds (meds)
He don't want smoke with Bloc, the boy scared (scared)
Keep one in the head, I put one in ya head (head)
Coach to the game, I teach you how to play it (play it)
If you wanna fuck with a Crip, then just say it (just say it)

Me and my nigga like Day Day and Craig (Craig)
Drac' on the bike, I might hop off the pegs (skrt)
Yeah, I'm a Crip but I fuck with the red (Crip)
My nigga like pizzy in love with the meds (meds)
He don't want smoke with Bloc, the boy scared (scared)
Keep one in the head, I put one in ya head (head)
Coach to the game, I teach you how to play it (play it)
If you wanna fuck with a Crip, then just say it (just say it)

Written by:
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Christopher Pearson, Dyllan McKinney, James Baker, Jorres Nelson

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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