Crash Out (feat. Jay Dinero)
Fuck nigga try me I bet I'ma crash out
I'm smoking woods 'til I pass out
I ran it up, got these fuck niggas mad now
They call me Nero cuz I get that cash now
Used to smoke out the zip now I smoke out the pound
And my youngins gon blitz if I tell 'em right now
Don't think shit sweet, yeah nigga pipe down
Put that beam on his nose now he look like a clown
My trap always jumpin', I'm serving the town
How you plot on yo nigga? you know that shit foul, like a Tech
Got this shit out the mud had to jugg and finesse
He try to take something I bet he get stretched
I'ma sleep when I'm dead, I don't need no rest
Keep doing these drugs, I don't feel no stress
Fuck that bitch all night off a percocet
Been up two days i was geekin' off the X
Been up two days i was geekin' off the flats
Been sipping on wock, can't find no act
Up the drake, make 'em run a four flat
Plays pullin' up back to back, got the trap hot
What you need nigga pull up to the trap spot
Say that it's smoke then we spinning' the whole block
Put Unc' on the stove and he whippin' the crack pot
Wood to the face, yeah that shit got my face hot
Ain't hiding from niggas I'm still in the same spot
No I can't change, I can't flip flop
Pull out that glock no I ain't tryna lip box
He want a P, throw that shit in a ziplock
Pack in the mail and it came in a big box
Diamonds on me and they dancing like TikTok
On the way to the top, I ain't making no pit stop
I just poured a fo' of that straight drop
You sipping on cayro that rerock
They know I'm classic like Reebok's
I be runnin' the streets 'til my feet hot
Turn this shit up get it hot like a teapot
Stay down 'til you come up this shit like a seesaw
These niggas put cap in they rap, false
Never switch up on your brother that's law
Alotta these niggas be flaw
Might get that boy gone if he tell the police what he saw
On a route to the paper like Dolph
They biting my style and can't pull this shit off
You buggin', get off
You know I ain't passing the ball
Tell niggas to get off my balls
Bitch I'ma young boss
So I'ma just come for it all
Bounce back after taking a loss
Hol' on bitch ass nigga, you did that dirt I swear to god it ain't over
Put 'em up like a poster
Bars hot like a toaster
Steppin', steppin' like a soldier
Leaning bad need a shoulder
What's ya name boy? Toby
Up 24 hours, Kobe
These niggas be sour, they know it
I'ma playboy up in Magnolia
I'm smoking woods 'til I pass out
I ran it up, got these fuck niggas mad now
They call me Nero cuz I get that cash now
Used to smoke out the zip now I smoke out the pound
And my youngins gon blitz if I tell 'em right now
Don't think shit sweet, yeah nigga pipe down
Put that beam on his nose now he look like a clown
My trap always jumpin', I'm serving the town
How you plot on yo nigga? you know that shit foul, like a Tech
Got this shit out the mud had to jugg and finesse
He try to take something I bet he get stretched
I'ma sleep when I'm dead, I don't need no rest
Keep doing these drugs, I don't feel no stress
Fuck that bitch all night off a percocet
Been up two days i was geekin' off the X
Been up two days i was geekin' off the flats
Been sipping on wock, can't find no act
Up the drake, make 'em run a four flat
Plays pullin' up back to back, got the trap hot
What you need nigga pull up to the trap spot
Say that it's smoke then we spinning' the whole block
Put Unc' on the stove and he whippin' the crack pot
Wood to the face, yeah that shit got my face hot
Ain't hiding from niggas I'm still in the same spot
No I can't change, I can't flip flop
Pull out that glock no I ain't tryna lip box
He want a P, throw that shit in a ziplock
Pack in the mail and it came in a big box
Diamonds on me and they dancing like TikTok
On the way to the top, I ain't making no pit stop
I just poured a fo' of that straight drop
You sipping on cayro that rerock
They know I'm classic like Reebok's
I be runnin' the streets 'til my feet hot
Turn this shit up get it hot like a teapot
Stay down 'til you come up this shit like a seesaw
These niggas put cap in they rap, false
Never switch up on your brother that's law
Alotta these niggas be flaw
Might get that boy gone if he tell the police what he saw
On a route to the paper like Dolph
They biting my style and can't pull this shit off
You buggin', get off
You know I ain't passing the ball
Tell niggas to get off my balls
Bitch I'ma young boss
So I'ma just come for it all
Bounce back after taking a loss
Hol' on bitch ass nigga, you did that dirt I swear to god it ain't over
Put 'em up like a poster
Bars hot like a toaster
Steppin', steppin' like a soldier
Leaning bad need a shoulder
What's ya name boy? Toby
Up 24 hours, Kobe
These niggas be sour, they know it
I'ma playboy up in Magnolia
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Writer(s): Jasean Henderson
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