Crash

Drive the whip do the dash Get off your back you got to Chase them racks I ain't got no pills I'm of this gas I'm really lit I'm bout to crash Drive the whip do the dash Get off your back you got to Chase them racks I ain't got no pills I'm of this gas I'm really lit I'm bout to crash Get it popping like pop corn These niggas made me put my crown on All these snakes in the dog pound I stayed down but I'm up now Prayed for it than I went chased it Real nigga coming from the pavement The way they look I could tell they hate it Your swag boring and your flow basic Ok let's get it imma keep going Im completing the mission Dive in that water like I'm going fishing She tell me keep going now I'm in her kidneys Ok I'm going hard for that bag yeah Flexing like I never had yeah How I'm coming speak for itself I don't even gotta brag yeah I'm driping I'm dripping Driping cant turn the faucet off You claim you hot you cold off You ain't hot at all You slipping in a mater of time imma see you fall I'm grinding in a mater of time you gonna see me ball Yeah I'm real lit Hope you fake niggas feel this Send a nigga on a guilt trip And pray his fall break don't Break him I pray i never go hungry because than you gonna see what a ape is I pray we never die young and Our pockets be filled with faces I pray my niggas never catch a case but you know we apes I told my shawty God gone Make a way all I do is pray Got the glizzy more than 30 shots you better stay away If I Don't know you treat you like a opp bcause these niggas be snakes Yeah yeah yeah Drive the whip, do the dash Get of your back you gotta chase Them racks I ain't got no pills I'm of this gas I'm really lit, I'm about to crash!