Childish Gambino - I. Crawl

Say it (hit 'em), goddamn
(Hit 'em) goddamn (hit 'em) goddamn
Say it, Lord (hit 'em), goddamn! Yeah
(Hit 'em) goddamn (watch it, hit 'em)

Where, where, where, where
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone
Where we were, kinda thing
Betcha crawl, all alone

(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, 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-ie



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