I. Crawl (Prod. By Childish Gambino & Christian Rich)
Hook x4: Kai Where we were, kinda thing Betcha crawl, all alone
Verse: Childish Gambino Who am I? Rec League, I ain't paying to ball Y'all B-string like a broke guitar And I still put it down like the family dog Yeah, I murder some, I murder one Explain it all, Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same old love song Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on Yeah, what you saying to it? Old money look, no money don't do it Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty At her boooty What's the rationale? They wanna smoke niggas when they Black & Mild So we acting out Okay, cool
Hook x4
Verse: Childish Gambino Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue-faced on a Tuesday Can I have some? #NiggasBeLike Put a +18 on a e-vite And I said what I felt, no re-write Nah nah, they can't hold me June/July, drop something I double dare you, I'm Marc Summers I scorch winters, I burn autumns Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne Elle Varner, got a crush on her I gotta wait in line for that Ain't nobody got time for that Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that Too true like it's 2 Chainz Blue blood like he both gangs