[Lyric] Too Rude (Croftblock)

[Verse 1: Crasha]
Yo, look
Slap bells, I ain't talkin' curch
Then I gon' pray I don't catch that case

We live on the mains any day

Any place, any time, any way
You can get got if you talk on my name
Flick knifes, inject in faces trynna touched man's brain
Package
[?]'s dead and [?] blattered
Fat corn and the – stuff that dotz and blast it
Try G-check him, couldn't hack it
That's why [?] on a casket
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Did it on cabs with bro got habbits
Right 'ere tryna find these opps
But I ain't see 'em so ??? (Why you runnin'?)
You're a [?] and [?] is a neek
'Cah I poke man up like
And around tryna run down neeks
I still got the shank that got down
Police wanna lock all my Gs
So freedom is a must
Is she wanna gonna hold it down
This beef is getting intense
I circled for them, couldn't find none

How he survived? The miracle
His condition critical
Ps gеt dishing ?????
They thought they could ride for thеir friend
Till they got left in a swimming pool
What can I say? They're some fools
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This beef is getting intense
I circled for them, couldn't find none
All now with bro trynna do it again
Like why'd you love pushing your friends?
We don't even wanna [?] again, that's normal
Get kwenged if you fuck with them
When I bore man's top the shank don't bend

[Verse 2: 2Splashy
Said he ain't got no bread for the food
Told Tommy how figure it out
For the food to tell me how to figured out
Got my eyes on the bag like Fendi
Hop out the rides I'ma dipping you down
Three like Adidas