Ethereal - Crush2016 (feat. Lord Narf & Father) Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Flip phone ringin', I know who it is
Baby momma buzzin' me but I ain't got no kids
Thank lord it's another day for a nigga
Told my teams there's some other ways for us nigga
Now we makin' hella cream, ain't no extra [?]
Til she see me up on Mass Appeal and started [?]
Girl you ain't seen nothin' just watch how I get it
Call Fat on FaceTime, bitch started trippin'
Blowin' Ls with Lord Narf windows up the car parked
Of the Shell, I ain't worried bout the smell now
Fuck 12, we got money for that bail now
I ain't even gotta worry bout the mail now
I'm tryna make you understand, about to cop island
Take you on a natural high just like a pilot
When I shop you know I gotta cop for two
Girl I had to let you know I got a crush on you

[Hook: Ethereal]
I know you seen me on the internet (True)
I know you seen us out here killin' it (True)
But you still don't pay me no attention
Listenin' to what your girl friends mention
He's a slut, he's a ho, he's a [?]
He's got a different girl every day of the week
Yeah slick, but see [?] I'ma do
Just had to let you know that I got a crush on you

[Verse 2: Lord Narf]
Well it's over the squad [?]
Who'd even though that all those late nights and 40 ounces now we pop [?]
[?]
Move our feet and stump a nigga out on some Forces
[?] run through your city with torches
Now go ahead and hush that big black D Y ass
[?] face and put some dough up in my bank
I'm tryna ride around in Gotham, put some [?]
[?] hoes know my name
The same hoes that be on Vine [?]
Be the same hoes that [?] and hit the fade away
Be the same hoes that say they down but they can barely handle
[?]
Now won't you, won't you watch me pull up in the [?]
[?] fake Versace
You won't even know where I go so you can't even stop me
Worst come to worst, I'm chillin' with your papi

[Hook: Ethereal]

[Verse 3: Father]
You know what, hey bitch I'm tired
Tired of and you always think that I'm lyin'
Runnin' after you tryin' not to cum til after you
Thought I captured you now I can't tell who captured who
Love me when I give you candy, percocets, yellow xannies
Purple armanis please tell me bitch, why you actin' funny
Stay stuntin' and blunted baby girl, you say run it, run it
Don't be scared to spend that money, throw a couple hundreds
I got something I must confess, niggas been so possessed
Rolxes & percocet prescriptions, you know dem my addictions
Lookin' for bitches that talk less, shut the fuck up and listen
Young rich nigga, aye, that's my description
I can't really tell you if it's love or lust
I just shrug, aye, and just keep on fuckin', bustin' nuts
Say some funny shit just to make a bitch blush
If worst comes to worst, keep this on the hush

[Hook: Ethereal]