CRASH OUT

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Look like I hit me a lick (Shit), pull up, I pop out Rick Owen

Already know the vibes lit, yeah, already know that we on

Yeah, 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 I been 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)

[Verse]

You know what I'm sayin'? (Woah)

Saint Laurent on my kicks, these not no Louboutins ('Tins), ho

Boy, you better gеt on your grind, better go get you somе bands (Bands), bro

She like, "Why you always high?" Baby girl, 'cause I've been low (Skrrt)

I've been, so I can't let you in, no (Skrrt)

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)