Crabs In A Bucket Lyrics - Justin Vernon

[Intro: Vince Staples} 

Crabs in a bucket 

[Verse 1: Vince Staples] 

Crabs in a bucket 

Wanna see what the bottom, don'tcha love it? 

When they're hatin' so you hit 'em with the encores 

Sendin' shots but you at the top floor 

Let 'em pop shit, give 'em some drugs to go pop with 

Need white women at the shows unconscious 

If not that then [?] turned artist 

Get with that or get in the moshpit 

Where's your moxie, in truth from Poppy 

Young man, you not actin' too cocky 

Prolly 'cause I'm feelin' like the world gon' crash 

Run a hundred somethin' on the E-class dash 

Them feelin' funny, guarantee gon' flash 

Cock back, blast, put him in the bag 

Prolly gonna regret it in the retrospect 

Got a lot of problems I ain't let go yet 

[Verse 2: Vince Staples] 

Spend a lot of money on the CDG 

Ain't I lookin' lovely on the TV screen? 

Battle with the white man day by day 

Feds takin' pictures doin' play by play 

They don't never want to see the black man eat 

Nails in a black man's hands and feet 

Put 'em on a cross or you put 'em on a chain 

Lines be the same, he don't look like me 

Rollcage on the GT3 

Had a show on stage like a DVD 

Put me in the MOMA when it's over with 

I used to look up to the sky, now I'm over shit 

[Outro: Kilo Kish] 

Remember that I still got you 

I still got you here 

I swear that they come and got you 

Hidden in my head 

Tryna vanish 

I forgot to care 

And you can try [?] baby 

Now it's under there 

Never even crossed my mind to think 

Maybe you'd have flashed a glance at me 

I never really crossed your mind 

I never really crossed your mind 

I never really had no chance to breathe