The Crawl Lyrics - Childish Gambino

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Who am I? 

Rec League, I ain't paid 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 

Nigga coming round in they lane like a Huey 

And I'm only looking back if I'm looking at her booty 

(At her Boooty) 

What's the rationale? 

They wanna smoke a niggas but they Black & Mild 

So we acting out 

Ok cool 

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Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Blue dream by the bouquet 'til I'm blue faced on a Tuesday 

(Can I have some?) 

#NiggasBeLike 

Put a plus eighteen on that 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 him 

I gotta wait in line for that 

Ain't nobody got time for that 

Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that 

Too true like 2 Chainz 

Blue blood he both gangs 

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Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone 

Where we were both kinda thing 

Betchya crawl, all alone