Chubbz - Crack Down

〈Verse 1: Chubbz〉
You must be smoking for think that we back down
Done really lost, and you best with that crack down
Snakes in this bitch, and we 'bout to crack down
Breaking milds bad like I stepped on a crack now
Come with the homies, they step on a track now
Running this solo, we running the lap now
Come to our table, you're not getting sat down
This is between us, man, look at the gap now
Fuck with my team, will get dropped like a Shonen
If I get the chance, then I'll shoot like the moped
Bars to his top like it boutta go stoned
If you don't want problems, you best watch your talk then
If you keep on bugging, then I'll lеt the fire fly
Sick of their capichе, so I'll let this liar die
Bars will be singing like digging the quiet ride
King killing shit, I feel like that Myers guy
Whip in this bitch, and you know the collective
We really be tiers, there's just no mistaken
We're making Hell fall just to send it to Paradise
He's not exceptive 'cause damage we flaking
I'm saying you're never VTubers, you're not with this temperature
Business are seriously taken
I'll be your front like I'm horrid my guest with a rumble new fucks
What does we not playing
〈Verse 2: Dedboii Kez〉
I don't have no time to play no games, I'm bounty every day
Walk out with this K and put that bitch right in your fucking face
I might catch you slipping, while he visiting his brother, great
Buried by your brodie, this is really just my lucky day
Dedboii with the silly shit
I never leave no witnesses
Fifty kills of this extended clip
I send them fucking missiles, bitch
I'm not a liar, bitch, hear I ain't killing shit
So fuck that world you're living in
I'mma bring my twizzy, kill your twinny
And then we're here to hit, bitch

〈Verse 3: OmarCameUp〉
Huh, damn
Bro do anemos and shit
Said she want to play games, I'mma beam all the bitch
Put the chin in the game, and I reload the clip
Nah, for real, my niggas 'bout to do anytime
That ninja temper, my shit is already fire
Fuck with the gang, and your ass going penny biked
Way that you blown, nigga, that shit is chargified
Ay, ay, this ain't what you want, hoe
If you're not gon' pay the king, then watch what you tryna talk, foe
Hella lands up in my note, we talking barcodes
Headshot, trio to your dome, they screaming: "Barshot!"
〈Verse 4: Ty Wild〉
Bitch, stop, been hella fire gone, hit the worlds far ago
Grab man's cash 'till they dash to the dark home
Stitch turn a bitch to a lasso
Looking like the neck on the guitar rope
Threading what I said and hang hanging by a threat
Bang-banging at a credit full of bad, not a charcoal
Look, gangs to your dome with the wheel
Like it dust to redeal, their will came for the dark souls
Wild dog, I'm a Kujo tick
Pull up with the pack, singing on some Bruno shit
The two-two make you lose your shit
Not a chip, coup couped up, looking like the Kudo wits
Too cold with my true dope shit
Your boo cute, tell her move her hips, you real tight with the Cuban grip
You snatching yours, now Kudos dance
Amd my too fine, now we 'bout that Judo flip, bitch

〈Verse 5: Ham Sandwich〉
Looking like Judo, my chopper do Muay Thai
Big lie, race car hit 'em with both sides
Pit-stop, race car, whipping it, boat size
Fly like a middleman knows my knows, I'm
My niggas meet the right foes in this go time
Five fingers inner my flow in the showtime
Nigga said he wanting my smoke, know it both time
Clash my trip, he ain't getting no cosign
Duck in the function, he look like a tangent
A manic man and cause a pain of volcanic
Corruption, I bulk 'em, it's two out the manor
To plan advantage if I tap it the wrong way
Beerus, none of you niggas is near us
For money crazy, but the fit from the cleerence, I clear it
Hop in the whip, and I steer it
Sticks doing tricks, opps disappearing