Still Crashin
Old hoe still naggin, phone still crashin
You need a stunt double you really bout that action
Since I start rappin bitches swear that I the papi
Laughin at em like they bernie man this mackin is habit
I couldn't right now I sort by the thousand
Rolled my last one I gotta board in bout a hour
My nigga found the route I'm so grateful he didn't hide it
When we bussin down a check the only time that we divided
In trap its going down how it come with new depths
Yea I play it like LeBron I only run with the vets
Said I'm over 9-5s I got tired of them checks
But Still caught up in the ways of tryna make some shit stretch
We a match made in heaven ima dog you in heat
Just call when you ready I'm on the way we can meet
You know the price is always right fuck with me you can eat
Tell me whats a real G, bet I fit to the T huh?
You got some stress bae I'm tryna relieve it ma
My life crazy man you wouldn't believe it ma
You can bubble stay consistent I seen it
My nigga say I got it if I do it like mean it
Wash my hands then I touch it, that pussy so precious
She on dnd iont never see her messenge
Running thru the bag feeling like I'm edgerrin
Tell me what's his numbers, I bet that I can edge him
How he see right thru people he come with a 6th sense
You got a girl I'm tryna steeler like I rock with big ben
I ain't tryna hit the club go in there and throw 10
Hurry up and pass the sealer bro I'm tryna go in
Showed up for court how I'm cleaner than my lawyer
I'm like a coin machine how I'm dishing out quarters
Georgetown sold up I be running with the hoyas
Rushing me to pull up my white boy getting annoying
Thru the club in my ears now they dancin in the dark
Touch down out in cali I ain't looking for the sparks
Told cuz spend the block cuz it ain't no where to park
Mama birth a true player I been with from the start
Play some yo millionaire baby she a pill popper
Like a pit bull when she bite it I can't stop her
I got watchu need we can meet on Mitthoefer
Went D-1 with the hustle I got about six offers
Mama pray for her son cuz she know he gon get it
If going outside yo lil brother coming with you
Break with my niggas while we plotting on a million
Twist turn burn did it now we handling the business
You need a stunt double you really bout that action
Since I start rappin bitches swear that I the papi
Laughin at em like they bernie man this mackin is habit
I couldn't right now I sort by the thousand
Rolled my last one I gotta board in bout a hour
My nigga found the route I'm so grateful he didn't hide it
When we bussin down a check the only time that we divided
In trap its going down how it come with new depths
Yea I play it like LeBron I only run with the vets
Said I'm over 9-5s I got tired of them checks
But Still caught up in the ways of tryna make some shit stretch
We a match made in heaven ima dog you in heat
Just call when you ready I'm on the way we can meet
You know the price is always right fuck with me you can eat
Tell me whats a real G, bet I fit to the T huh?
You got some stress bae I'm tryna relieve it ma
My life crazy man you wouldn't believe it ma
You can bubble stay consistent I seen it
My nigga say I got it if I do it like mean it
Wash my hands then I touch it, that pussy so precious
She on dnd iont never see her messenge
Running thru the bag feeling like I'm edgerrin
Tell me what's his numbers, I bet that I can edge him
How he see right thru people he come with a 6th sense
You got a girl I'm tryna steeler like I rock with big ben
I ain't tryna hit the club go in there and throw 10
Hurry up and pass the sealer bro I'm tryna go in
Showed up for court how I'm cleaner than my lawyer
I'm like a coin machine how I'm dishing out quarters
Georgetown sold up I be running with the hoyas
Rushing me to pull up my white boy getting annoying
Thru the club in my ears now they dancin in the dark
Touch down out in cali I ain't looking for the sparks
Told cuz spend the block cuz it ain't no where to park
Mama birth a true player I been with from the start
Play some yo millionaire baby she a pill popper
Like a pit bull when she bite it I can't stop her
I got watchu need we can meet on Mitthoefer
Went D-1 with the hustle I got about six offers
Mama pray for her son cuz she know he gon get it
If going outside yo lil brother coming with you
Break with my niggas while we plotting on a million
Twist turn burn did it now we handling the business
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Writer(s): Da'veon Williams
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