I. Crawl

[Produced by Childish Gambino & Christian Rich] [Hook: Kai] (x4) Where we were, kinda thing Betcha crawl, all alone [Verse 1: Childish Gambino] Who am I? Rec League, I ain't paying to ball Y'all B-string like a broke guitar And I still put it down like the family dog Yeah, I murder some, I murder one Explain it all, Ferguson We ain't gotta sing the same old love song Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on Yeah, what you saying to it? Old money look, no money don't do it Make 'em turn around in their lane like a U-ey And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty (At her boooty) What's the rationale? They wanna smoke niggas when they Black & Mild So we acting out (Okay, cool) [Hook] (x4) [Verse 2: Childish Gambino] (Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue-faced on a Tuesday) Can I have some? #NiggasBeLike Put a +18 on a e-vite And I said what I felt, no re-write Nah nah, they can't hold me June/July, drop something I double dare you, I'm Marc Summers I scorch winters, I burn autumns Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne Elle Varner, got a crush on her I gotta wait in line for that Ain't nobody got time for that Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that Too true like it's 2 Chainz Blue blood like he both gangs [Hook] (x4)