CRASH
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny (Bronny)
Gotta bad thing and she look like Kehlani
Boy, yo' pockets super scrawny (Scrawny)
I am the Clyde and yo' ho is the Bonnie
You see how I'm on the go (Go)
I see you moving in place (Place)
I'm blowing dro at my place
Fabulouso hiding the trace, yeah
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now (Crash now)
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now
I was washing in the sink
Now, I'm too cold, 'bout to cop me a mink (Mink)
Pussy nigga, what you think
I'm getting money, I'm bringing the brinks (Brink)
Nigga, I'm off of the drink
Not alcohol, I'm drinking muddy, mud
I'm on yo' ho, she my cuddle bud
She Persian, so Ima cop me a lil' rug
Standing on anything I ever said
We cannot talk if it ain't 'bout the bread
I'm ballin' hard, too motherfucking hard
I just might cut off my motherfucking leg
Crack you in yo' shit, split like an egg
I'm in my bed while I'm counting the deads
You better give it, I ain't 'bout to beg
I'm passing college, shoutout to Chegg
When I was born, take one off '02
I'm on Logic, fuck a Pro Tools
I been thuggin', whipping hard in an old school
Switching lanes, they like I can't catch you
I set a goal and I did it too
For the money, I'm ready, ain't nothing new
Popping smoke and I'm woozy, listen to Woo
Chop the beat up and eat it like DJ Screw
Come get your shawty, she lit in the party
She sniffing Jeff Hardy, she going insane
She going dummy, her man is a bummy
I hop on the money and swerve in the Range
Hop out the Range and I'm shooting from range
My shit be fire, I'm keeping propane
We ain't the same, we can never be
Nothing you tell me
Cooking it up, I'm the boy with the recipe
All this shit y'all be rocking be fugazi
I know people gonna leave me 'cause they shady
I can't beef with you over no lady
Watch me hop out that Mercedes
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny (Bronny)
Gotta bad thing and she look like Kehlani
Boy, yo' pockets super scrawny (Scrawny)
I am the Clyde and yo' ho is the Bonnie
You see how I'm on the go (Go)
I see you moving in place (Place)
I'm blowing dro at my place
Fabulouso hiding the trace, yeah
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now (Crash now)
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now
Yeah, yeah
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny (Bronny)
Gotta bad thing and she look like Kehlani
Boy, yo' pockets super scrawny (Scrawny)
I am the Clyde and yo' ho is the Bonnie
You see how I'm on the go (Go)
I see you moving in place (Place)
I'm blowing dro at my place
Fabulouso hiding the trace, yeah
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now (Crash now)
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now
I was washing in the sink
Now, I'm too cold, 'bout to cop me a mink (Mink)
Pussy nigga, what you think
I'm getting money, I'm bringing the brinks (Brink)
Nigga, I'm off of the drink
Not alcohol, I'm drinking muddy, mud
I'm on yo' ho, she my cuddle bud
She Persian, so Ima cop me a lil' rug
Standing on anything I ever said
We cannot talk if it ain't 'bout the bread
I'm ballin' hard, too motherfucking hard
I just might cut off my motherfucking leg
Crack you in yo' shit, split like an egg
I'm in my bed while I'm counting the deads
You better give it, I ain't 'bout to beg
I'm passing college, shoutout to Chegg
When I was born, take one off '02
I'm on Logic, fuck a Pro Tools
I been thuggin', whipping hard in an old school
Switching lanes, they like I can't catch you
I set a goal and I did it too
For the money, I'm ready, ain't nothing new
Popping smoke and I'm woozy, listen to Woo
Chop the beat up and eat it like DJ Screw
Come get your shawty, she lit in the party
She sniffing Jeff Hardy, she going insane
She going dummy, her man is a bummy
I hop on the money and swerve in the Range
Hop out the Range and I'm shooting from range
My shit be fire, I'm keeping propane
We ain't the same, we can never be
Nothing you tell me
Cooking it up, I'm the boy with the recipe
All this shit y'all be rocking be fugazi
I know people gonna leave me 'cause they shady
I can't beef with you over no lady
Watch me hop out that Mercedes
I'm ballin' hard like I'm Bronny (Bronny)
Gotta bad thing and she look like Kehlani
Boy, yo' pockets super scrawny (Scrawny)
I am the Clyde and yo' ho is the Bonnie
You see how I'm on the go (Go)
I see you moving in place (Place)
I'm blowing dro at my place
Fabulouso hiding the trace, yeah
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now (Crash now)
And I'm running to the bag, now (Bag now)
Supersonic speed fast, now (Fast now)
Going too fast, I might crash, now (Crash now)
You cannot stay, you can't crash, now
Credits
Writer(s): Darryl Lewis Jr.
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