I. The Crawl Lyrics - Childish Gambino

1 Where we were, kinda thing

2 Betchya cry, all alone

3 Where we were, kinda thing

4 Betchya cry, all alone

5 Where we were, kinda thing

6 Betchya cry, all alone

7 Where we were, kinda thing

8 Betchya cry, all alone

9 Rec League, I ain't handball

10 Y'all B-string like a broke guitar

11 And I still put it down like the family dog

12 Yeah, I murder some, I murder one

13 Explain it all, Ferguson

14 We ain't gotta sing the same old love song

15 Cut a white girl with the same black gloves on

16 Yeah what you saying to it?

17 Old money look no money don't do it

18 Nigga coming round in they lane like a Huey

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

20 (At her booty) So ratchet now

21 They wanna smoke niggas, but they Black & Mild

22 So we opted out

23 Ok cool

24 Where we were, kinda thing

25 Betchya cry, all alone

26 Where we were, kinda thing

27 Betchya cry, all alone

28 Where we were, kinda thing

29 Betchya cry, all alone

30 Where we were, kinda thing

31 Betchya cry, all alone

32 Blue drink by the bouquet

33 Till I'm blue faced on a Tuesday

34 (Can I have some?)

35 #NiggasBeLike

36 Put a plus eighteen on that e-vite

37 And I said what I felt, no re-write

38 Nah nah, they can't hold me

39 June / July, drop something

40 I double dare you, I'm Marc Summers

41 I scortch women, I burn autumns

42 Gut niggas, so Kurt Vonne

43 Elle Varner, I got a crush on her

44 I gotta wait in line for that

45 Ain't nobody got time for that

46 Ain't nobody gotta rhyme with that

47 Too true like 2 Chainz

48 Blue blood like he both gangs.

49 Where we were, kinda thing

50 Betchya cry, all alone

51 Where we were, kinda thing

52 Betchya cry, all alone

53 Where we were, kinda thing

54 Betchya cry, all alone

55 Where we were, kinda thing

56 Betchya cry, all alone

57 Where we were, kinda thing

58 Betchya cry, all alone

59 Where we were, kinda thing

60 Betchya cry, all alone