Crash It!
She giving that good brain she got that knowledge
Fucking her off the percs on auto pilot
Imma hit from the back like it got no millage
She sucking me up while I'm driving I'm finna crash it
Niggas act like they real but made of plastic
I just got a new blick just to blast it
Blicky hit him make him do gymnastics
I just bought a new coupe just to crash it
Yea these percys keep me high shits everlasting
I bought a pound a Mary J shit smell like cat piss
Niggas talking like they hard they be cappin
Keep that nine right beside me I'm never lackin
Percys got me high as fuck soaring like a dragon
We heard he's running up his mouth we caught that boy in traffic
This blicky not a time machine it'll leave you in the past tense
Boy yo ass gon get Clanked with this fucking Ratchet
Bitch I'm in a scatpack sippin act I can't act right
Keep on talking shit we gon catch you at that red light
Fuck momma auntie and yo girl in the same night
And we smoked yo homie too and he's leaving from this weed pipe bitch
And don't be acting tough
Tie em up leave him in the aqueduct
How many times I gotta tell you ion give a fuck
ion give a fuck
She giving that good brain she got that knowledge
Fucking her off the percs on auto pilot
Imma hit from the back like it got no millage
She sucking me up while I'm driving I'm finna crash it
Niggas act like they real but made of plastic
I just got a new blick just to blast it
Blicky hit him make him do gymnastics
I just bought a new coupe just to crash it
Fucking her off the percs on auto pilot
Imma hit from the back like it got no millage
She sucking me up while I'm driving I'm finna crash it
Niggas act like they real but made of plastic
I just got a new blick just to blast it
Blicky hit him make him do gymnastics
I just bought a new coupe just to crash it
Yea these percys keep me high shits everlasting
I bought a pound a Mary J shit smell like cat piss
Niggas talking like they hard they be cappin
Keep that nine right beside me I'm never lackin
Percys got me high as fuck soaring like a dragon
We heard he's running up his mouth we caught that boy in traffic
This blicky not a time machine it'll leave you in the past tense
Boy yo ass gon get Clanked with this fucking Ratchet
Bitch I'm in a scatpack sippin act I can't act right
Keep on talking shit we gon catch you at that red light
Fuck momma auntie and yo girl in the same night
And we smoked yo homie too and he's leaving from this weed pipe bitch
And don't be acting tough
Tie em up leave him in the aqueduct
How many times I gotta tell you ion give a fuck
ion give a fuck
She giving that good brain she got that knowledge
Fucking her off the percs on auto pilot
Imma hit from the back like it got no millage
She sucking me up while I'm driving I'm finna crash it
Niggas act like they real but made of plastic
I just got a new blick just to blast it
Blicky hit him make him do gymnastics
I just bought a new coupe just to crash it
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Writer(s): James Hudson, James Hudson Jr.
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