Cadence Weapon – My Crew (Woooo) lyrics

This goes out to all my Mile End friends and my Parc Ex connects
All the kids in Little Italy, the punks in St-Henri
Plateau bros and the crew in the 'Deeg
'Cause you know when I do it, you know I do it with ease

Made some moves with my music, you got a couple degrees
Might see me using maneuvers, I got a few up my sleeve
Become so fluent and ruthless, so underground, in the sewers
Like Das EFX with my set, my sound progression is proven
You think it’s all an illusion, must be the booze you’re consuming
Talking shit with your clique, but when all alone, it’s confusion
Acting like Beefcake Brutus when typing on your computer
Give you losers a bruising until you need a transfusion
My niggas don’t run when it pop off
Might rock camo when the cops stop
Might cop a Lambo with the drop top
Make ya jaw drop, white hoe with a crop top
Better make like smoke with your potshots
In the hot spots, fall off, nigga, not that
Want me to stay poor? Nigga, stop that
Better fall back, head to the toe wearing all black
My crew like

Wooooooooo
My crew like
Wooooooooo

Thanks to Kaytranada, my bass is harder
Now the fakes don’t bother to diss
Gotta thank my mama cause she made me stronger
When I had to deal with that shit
Let me teach you math, I stand and deliver
I’m wavy baby like I ran through a river
My drank is tasty, it pass through my liver
Take your lady, she asked me get her
Little feller, I’m a big black nigga
A little fetti, retro Hilfiger
Hit it better, you’re no big swinger
I’m a real veteran, you’re an unknown figure
I’m really clever, got my shit together
I’m on the top in this endeavor
If you’re picking me up, I need a Benz or better
Tinted windows, seats filled with leather
Scented incense, eucalyptus pepper
Got a crew of bad bitches like this was Heathers
I’m Rollie, homie, my wrist is metal
Got a mean strap and a vicious bezel
When he drops, I’m up 60 levels
No Reeboks, my kicks are special
Y3 stacked to the cellar
Clean conscience, my vision’s stellar
I’m a green monster when I’m getting cheddar
Squeal off when I hit the pedal
Steam popping, wheels kicking pebbles
Like woooo, baby, who does it better?
Yeah, nobody, you’re in a slow jalopy
I’m rolling often, in the lobby loaded
So confident, got a dope sponsor
Help me go off until I’m overdosing

Wooooooooo
Wooooooooo

Yeah, nigga, what you know?
I do it for the gyal dem, do it for my bros
They be like, yeah, nigga, what you know?
I do it for the platinum, do it for the gold
My crew like, yeah, nigga, what you know?
I do it for the gyal dem, do it for the bros
They be like, yeah, nigga, what you know?
I do it for the platinum, do it for the gold
They be like