My theory of the crows Where crybabies cry In the united states Bright white on both sides Like a plate Nobody listens Nobody should It'd be a waste of attention Not enough money

(Own it, own it, own it) Play that shit, stay in it, uh Oh, just tell me you want it Take a whole damn plate of it Baby, save that shit I'm ready and waiting 'Cause who could love like me? Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody Knowing your body, talk about how

Bentley tints on, Fendi prints on Ay yo I been on, bitch you been con I mean I been Storm, X-Men been formed He keep on dialing Nicki, like the Prince song I been on, bitch you been con Ay yo I been North, Laura been Croft Plates say 'Chung-Li' drop the

Freedom or jail, clip's inserted, a baby's being born Same time a man is murdered, the beginning and end As far as rap go, it's only natural I explain My plateau, and also, what defines my name First it was Nasty, but times have changed Ask me now, I'm

Did I say that out loud? I'm so crazy about mine Shorty like a thousand dollar plate, fine china Tell her that she beautiful every day, I remind her Then I jump in the pussy like a lake, I'm a diver And her last man was a pussy, had a vagina I get lost

Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood All of my niggas get down like what Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood! My dogs is dogs with official bloodlines I say, "stop being greedy, get a plate if you want mine" Why them niggas always force you to take it

Yeah, I hear voices all the time I hear voices I hear voices like My dad sayin', "Work that job But don't work your life away" And mama tellin' me to drop some cash In the offerin' plate on Sunday And granddad sayin', "You can have a few But don't ever

Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye No it's not up for debate Like a dinner a lot on my plate I'm trapped in my mind on a date Can you feel it, aye? I been lost for days, stuck in my brain Like reptilian, cold heart that I'm carrying Fell off with every man, tryna

Here come the rising tide (rising tide) (You can't escape) The streets of persuasion Are plated with gold Your heart's in the right place, But you travel down the wrong road Like so many before you The gates open wide Let's go out tonight

They don't want no smoke, they don't want none They don't want none, no Pussy niggas don't want no smoke Fire on a nigga if he fuck with my soldier Try and play me like a pussy nigga, but it won't work If you need a plate, then you could hit me on my