Captain Crashout

(Dream, this shit go dummy)
(Haha, ha, well who is Baby 5?)
Hop out and— (Hop out and—)
Hop out and bust shit, damn
World done did me wrong so I can't trust shit
Poppin' the— (Poppin' the)
Poppin' the Perky
I just took a blue so you can't hurt me
Ayy, bitch they call me
"Captain Crashout," huh
Tryna turn her to a porn star, her ass out
Bi'h, I'ma creep up in that Hellcat, I'm mad now
Seven-hunnid horses in this bitch
So I just mash out
Hop in that water, I'm swervin'
I can't fuck if you a virgin
You look funny, I can't serve 'em
Switch that play if I can't work it
Hit that bank, them bands is twerking
I put 'em under the needle like surgeons
Hop in the seat and it's smoother than Jergens
Back of the Maybach, close the curtains
[?] Queen Latifah working
Why you out here doin' dirt, man
I heard yo' mom be at church
Man, that money don't stop
I serve three-point-five when I'm in service
Sniper clean, I seen him lurking
Viper tint, I got 'em hurting
He said he the biggest
Say that shit when you see me in person
Think I don't know 'bout where he live
I treat that boy like my kids
I give Glocks to all my entourage
They down to do that drill
If you got my back, you my confidant
I give you all this shit
I was broke then I got rich
So I went back and bought that shit

Hop out and— (Hop out and—), hop out and bust shit, damn
World done did me wrong so I can't trust shit
Poppin' the— (Poppin' the), poppin' the Perky
I just took a blue so you can't hurt me
Ayy, bitch they call me "Captain Crashout," huh
Tryna turn her to a porn star, her ass out
Bi'h, I'ma creep up in that Hellcat, I'm mad now
Seven-hunnid horses in this bitch so I just mash out



Credits
Writer(s): James Haley, Unknown Composer
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