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Future - Crossed Out Feat Metro Boomin Lyrics

(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you) Drug dealer, caterpillars, ho chose
Drug dealer, caterpillars, ten toes (8-808)
Drug dealer, caterpillars, ice froze
(I knew we couldn't trust him)
Drug dealer, caterpillars

Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one
I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians
Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed
You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out

I'm a product of the trench, nigga, Fox Five
Sippin syrup, it can help when you traumatized
Richard Mill' cost a mill', that's a multi
I got all this shit from growin' up on a hard time
Goyard, gold presidential bustdown
That's a gold twenty-four when it touch down
Drop the lo', up the score when they run down
Get in that mode, nigga, turn into a bloodhound
I'm on these Adderalls like percs, nigga, I stay woke
Wavin' that bread around your head like a halo
Drinkin' on red got my cup sticky like Clay-Doh
Check out the barrel on that gun, it look like potato

Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one
I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians
Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed
You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out

Been a lil' minute since society went on a grand theft
Went on a stain on my own, by my damn self
Three cellphones, see somethin' wrong, watch for antennas
She gave her mop in the Lamb', it was outstandin'
I'm on my Freebandz shit, I'm a bandit
I'm off the Earth with this shit, another planet
I done went and blowed up on niggas like a cannon (cannon)

Can I trust you?
Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one
I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians
Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed
You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out
Ho chose my pimpin', I'm a real one
I'm with five thick strippers, they some lesbians
Yellow diamonds got this yellow bitch cross-eyed
You ain't down for the gang, you get crossed out

Trust me
(If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you)
Why don't you trust me?
(8-808)