Crash Out
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go cash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out!
People talking shit yeah I wish that they could see me now
A hoodie headed stoner with my head up in the clouds
Been skating at this spot so long you'd think I ought to hold it down
I got a joint rolled for my bitch and got a bag to pass around
Work on the mobile
Late for my shift
I drank a brisk
I gotta piss
Put a pill in the brisk
And put on some fresh kicks
When I'm leaving the house gotta look like that kid
Bout to go cash out for the summer
Keep a band and fuckin hundred drummers
Back then all the ladies they all shunned us
Now they wanna fuck they see us on the come up
Last summer I ain't really have no say so
Diamonds shine from the lights you see a rainbow
Ice me up all my chains from Johnny Dang hoe
With the demons they all pop off at your halo
I ejaculate
Some words I state
Like it's on the face of some bitch I bang
She wanted to stay I told her I came
Get the fuck out my house unless you rollin j's
Oh please please please please please please please please Trey
Fuck that bitch into a freeze frame
Fuck that bitch like that bitch need me
Yet to meet a bitch that leaves me
On the beach and we burnin up the Fuego
Some of this boutta count up some more pesos
Need the drop at the rock hit up Pedro
Reach for mines you gon see how hot this flame throw
Don't trust a nigga tryna see what's on his brain though
Nigga mad cause I pulled off with his main hoe
Got some freedom and he came back a whole new Nigga
Now my Niggas calling me uh Jango
She loves me more than my bankroll
Put tats on her neck to her ankles
Fuck her from every which angle
I eat her blueberry bagel
Takes two to fuckin tango
Between her legs I'm tangled
A star but fuck no not spangle
Spread eagle she on the table
I lick her from her legs to her navel
I wanna do it don't tell no fables
You know I'm here I'm good I'm well I'm happy I'm good I'm able
Whatchu wanna do no Cain and Abel
Little brother coming out big on top now
Pull up at the stop light with the top down
Niggas know that I spit them hot rounds
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out!
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out!
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go cash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out!
People talking shit yeah I wish that they could see me now
A hoodie headed stoner with my head up in the clouds
Been skating at this spot so long you'd think I ought to hold it down
I got a joint rolled for my bitch and got a bag to pass around
Work on the mobile
Late for my shift
I drank a brisk
I gotta piss
Put a pill in the brisk
And put on some fresh kicks
When I'm leaving the house gotta look like that kid
Bout to go cash out for the summer
Keep a band and fuckin hundred drummers
Back then all the ladies they all shunned us
Now they wanna fuck they see us on the come up
Last summer I ain't really have no say so
Diamonds shine from the lights you see a rainbow
Ice me up all my chains from Johnny Dang hoe
With the demons they all pop off at your halo
I ejaculate
Some words I state
Like it's on the face of some bitch I bang
She wanted to stay I told her I came
Get the fuck out my house unless you rollin j's
Oh please please please please please please please please Trey
Fuck that bitch into a freeze frame
Fuck that bitch like that bitch need me
Yet to meet a bitch that leaves me
On the beach and we burnin up the Fuego
Some of this boutta count up some more pesos
Need the drop at the rock hit up Pedro
Reach for mines you gon see how hot this flame throw
Don't trust a nigga tryna see what's on his brain though
Nigga mad cause I pulled off with his main hoe
Got some freedom and he came back a whole new Nigga
Now my Niggas calling me uh Jango
She loves me more than my bankroll
Put tats on her neck to her ankles
Fuck her from every which angle
I eat her blueberry bagel
Takes two to fuckin tango
Between her legs I'm tangled
A star but fuck no not spangle
Spread eagle she on the table
I lick her from her legs to her navel
I wanna do it don't tell no fables
You know I'm here I'm good I'm well I'm happy I'm good I'm able
Whatchu wanna do no Cain and Abel
Little brother coming out big on top now
Pull up at the stop light with the top down
Niggas know that I spit them hot rounds
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out!
Bout to go crash out for the summer
Bout to go spaz out for the summer
Bout to go max out for the summer
Bout to go crash out!
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Writer(s): T Mullin
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