Crash Out

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Look like I hit me a lick (shit), pull up, I pop out, Rick Owen
Already know the vibes lit, they already know that we on
Yeah, you already know that we up, crash out, I don't give no fuck
Yeah, pussy, I spin in my truck, I guess we ain't ran out of luck
Guess we ain't runnin' up all these bands, ho
You thought I was a dub, I already knew that you was a fan, ho
In the spot, I was geeked up, feel like I'ma float, I ain't even land, ho (let's go)
How could I ever let up on 'em? Everything goin' according to plan, ho (woah)

You know what I'm sayin'? (Woah, woah)
Saint Laurent on my kicks, these not no Louboutin's
Boy, you better get on your grind, better go get you some bands, bro
She like, "Why you always high?" Baby girl, 'cause I've been low (skrr)
I've been, so I can't let you in, no (skrr)
Countin' hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, that's why I grin, ho (woo)
I would never wanna take an L, that's why I win, ho (yeah)
Always seein' niggas fallin', I stand on my ten, though (stand on my ten, though)

Niggas be claimin' they solid, okay, what you cappin' for? (Yeah, what is you cappin' for?)
Niggas be prayin' I'm losin' my sauce, I ain't seen it happen, though (yeah)
I'm on a mission, you hittin' my phone, well send them attachments, baby
And I'm really talkin' to you through this song, I'm not even rappin', baby (yeah, baby)

Look like I hit me a lick (shit), pull up, I pop out, Rick Owen (pop)
Already know the vibes lit, they already know that we on
Yeah, you already know that we up (yeah), crash out, I don't give no fuck
Yeah, pussy, I spin in my truck, I guess we ain't ran out of luck (woah)
Guess we ain't runnin' up all these bands, ho (let's go)
You thought I was a dub, I already knew that you was a fan, ho (woah)
In the spot, I was geeked up, feel like I'ma float, I ain't even land, ho (let's go)
How could I ever let up on 'em? Everything goin' according to plan, ho (woah)