Chris Crack - They Behave Better When Their Number Ain't Saved Lyrics

I was just getting right back to the money, you know how I'm having it
I ain't even change my clothes since Saturday
Keeping em shook, they know when to speak
Step on the block and they beating they feet
They know what is, watch is from Ziv
Oakland the town that about where I live (huh)
I was perfecting my M's (huh)
Told her to come with some friends
Take em exploring they stuck in the trends (huh)
Guess I was checking his chin
People don't know, I'm the best in biz
Where all them niggas you had on ya payroll
Mud in this faygo, cassava in Lagos
All of these purses but niggas ain't gay tho? (Huh)
I kill people like tadoe, worst they can say no
She wanna get boinked
Daughter was fatherless cause her mama wanted to prove a point
We smoking these doinks
Out here in Amish, I loosened her bonnet
She freaky ass shawnna, chasing them commas
You ain't get thru it
Picking and choosing what snitches they cool with
I thought that they do this
Remember that gangster shit, niggas confusing
I'm dropping this sooner, retired my shooter
You niggas some losers, your bitch is a chooser
Her booty was juicy, I keep tryna focus
I hope they don't notice
Tt's best that you show me
Roger Rameka Rameka is Roger
Flashing your ass on the internet thirsty for followers (Huh)
My anger was bottled up and they is not with us, can't even sit
Ion even wanna be seen with you
F*cked at The Regency, now she was throwing a fit
Got no permission to go thru my shit
Pimpin has fallen, I've broken my wrist
Roadside assistance reported her missing
She gotta get gone for playing with chicken
This game is a sickness
You not gettin busy
I'm making it happen and taking some action
I can't leave you alone
Aw nah, no, no nah nah naaah
Nah, nah, no, I can't