Crash

Count up a bag 250 in cash, yea Poppin a tag Balmain on my ass, yea yea When you get it, make it last Run it up and get it back Smoke a nigga til he ash Count up a bag 500 cash, yea I'm in my bag In this 2 seater Jag, yea yea Big balencis on the gas Cup full of mud on the dash Pray to god I never crash Pray to god I never crash Life been movin hella fast Can't be movin wit you rats Wounded nigga wit the cast Deep in the cut like a gash I hit the plug for the actavis He hit me up and then 5 minutes later I'm gone Out in New York steady minding my business But bitches still hittin my cellular phone You can talk down on my name It don't bring me no pain I got money lil bitch, and it's long Go to like 4 different states it's illegal to smoke But you know that I'm smokin on strong I'm makin plays everyday and I'm moving so silently Niggas don't know what I'm on They never see in me person or out and about But believe it, I'm all on they phone Shawty told me I'm a dog cause she looked in my eyes and could tell I just wanted to bone Well bitch you should throw me a bone Move alotta weight, you gotta grab some In the kitchen, gotta bag one Pick up the dope Serve it up if you ain't have none Just gon and hit me on the trap phone Cleanin my plate Remember days I aint have nun I was really down bad, son Do a lotta work cause I'm blessed just to have some I aint goin out bad son Life be moving hella fast Got addicted to the cash Can't be movin wit you rats Wounded nigga wit the cast Deep in the cut like a gash Count up a bag 250 in cash, yea Poppin a tag Balmain on my ass, yea yea When you get it, make it last Run it up and get it back Smoke a nigga til he ash Count up a bag 500 cash, yea I'm in my bag In this 2 seater Jag, yea yea Big balencis on the gas Cup full of mud on the dash Pray to god I never crash Pray to god I never crash Life been moving hella fast