Back to Top

Tha Real Craig White - Organic Global Warming Lyrics



Tha Real Craig White - Organic Global Warming Lyrics




She callin me a snack f*ck that I'm a dinner plate
New whip
Old whip
Both got the dealer plates
It's Always niggas that insecure that got some shit to say
Ahhh the sky's blue
I guess I'll make another flip today
10s into 20s
20s into hunnids
It's always obese niggas talking bout the how they gone run the game
All you do is over eat over sleep
So you underpaid
I need my pockets big as yo belly bitch we been gettin paid
Ain't shit that you could tell me if you ain't coppin no real estate
Hit it from the back we makin sounds that gorillas make
Lately I've been trapped in the grind
I don't get break
They say that you get better with time
So my time is everything
My son is getting older
The world is getting colder
Im a young boss negus coming straight from California
Where they got them heaters will still pull up on ya
Ain't gotta watch a movie to see real deal monsters
And the souls that they took still haunt ya
In my whip mashing hella fast down blossom
Hill on my way to LA to hit up Slauson
Bad thing next to me
I think about her sexually
My bitch is pretty and gorgeous
She rocking gucci air forces
Paid in full 20s 50s I'll take any assortment
I like food hit the buffet for unlimited courses
Shoutout to Larry June
Expensive lemonade and some oranges I'm on
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




She callin me a snack f*ck that I'm a dinner plate
New whip
Old whip
Both got the dealer plates
It's Always niggas that insecure that got some shit to say
Ahhh the sky's blue
I guess I'll make another flip today
10s into 20s
20s into hunnids
It's always obese niggas talking bout the how they gone run the game
All you do is over eat over sleep
So you underpaid
I need my pockets big as yo belly bitch we been gettin paid
Ain't shit that you could tell me if you ain't coppin no real estate
Hit it from the back we makin sounds that gorillas make
Lately I've been trapped in the grind
I don't get break
They say that you get better with time
So my time is everything
My son is getting older
The world is getting colder
Im a young boss negus coming straight from California
Where they got them heaters will still pull up on ya
Ain't gotta watch a movie to see real deal monsters
And the souls that they took still haunt ya
In my whip mashing hella fast down blossom
Hill on my way to LA to hit up Slauson
Bad thing next to me
I think about her sexually
My bitch is pretty and gorgeous
She rocking gucci air forces
Paid in full 20s 50s I'll take any assortment
I like food hit the buffet for unlimited courses
Shoutout to Larry June
Expensive lemonade and some oranges I'm on
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Craig White
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Tha Real Craig White - Organic Global Warming Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Tha Real Craig White
Length: 1:39
Written by: Craig White

Tags:
No tags yet