CRASH OUT

[Intro: Yeat, Ty Dolla $ign] (Yeah, bitch) (Time, bitch) (Fried) (Move, money) Crash out (Crash out) Crash out (Crash out) Crash out (Crash out) Crash out (Crash out) (We began after the storm inside) (Lay the land, it's just the morning light) [Chorus] Boy, I crash out (Yeah, bitch) I'm a crash out (Bitch) Pull up with that Bentley, got them frogs out (Oh yeah) I say "I might crash the whip" (Ah-ah) I might tell lil' shawty I did the slices in 'em Now, put that shit together, tell me where that chain from? You ain't even got no money, where the fuck that came from? (O-oh) Boy, I crash out I'm a crash out Huh, pull up with that Bentley, got them frogs out Hop out, [?], yeah, electrocuted Yeah, I don't know where you came from (Ha, ha) Pour up, pour up, pour up, uh, pour up, uh Put that molly inside of my drink (That molly inside of my drink) (Agh) We go new metal (We go new metal) We go new metal (We go new metal) Only number one, I got a gold medal I need the head in first place Yeah, shawty come pull up and cut my spice (Cut my spice) [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, yeah Ooh-ooh, ah, yeah Fuckin' these bitches up Yeah, I'll throw you to the underground (Fuck what ya, fuck what ya, fuck what ya said) Yeah, I'm a crash out Yeah You even broker than we thought, yeah Give yourself a [?] Why the fuck you talk so much, why the fuck you shut your damn mouth?