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letra de crashed dat bitch - tristan

riding in that tonka, you can’t see me, windows black, ha (d-mn, trgc made that?)
f-ckin’ on your thottie, yeah, i broke that b-tch’s back (back)
yeah, this a big body, this mercedes, not no scat’ (scat’)
i said, “f-ck that lil’ old masi'”, go two hundred, then i crash, ha” (yeah)
b-tch, i’m off these pills and i crashed out (phew)
first, i crack the seal and then i pass out
why you tryna jack the swag? you can’t jack my style (what?, phew)
pull up, yeah, lamb’, yeah, shmunked it out (phew, bah)

[chorus: tristan]
yeah, riding in the bentley, yeah, the bentley truck
yeah, they said to change my ways, but i don’t give no f-ck
f-ck, i crashed that b-tch, i— (f-ck)
i pulled up, then i— (f-ck)
yеah (f-ck)
i don’t give no— (f-ck)
we don’t give no— (f-ck)
yеah (f-ck)
yeah-yeah (f-ck)

[verse: aman & tristan ]
f-ck, i don’t give no f-cks at all (f-ck)
yeah (f-ck), take a bad pill, this a barbie doll (f-ck)
she wanted to meet me her whole life (yeah, f-ck), and then she reeked it off (f-ck, let’s go)

talking ’bout my clothes (f-ck), pants, and my draws
that b-tch thought she broke me (f-ck), what you got is like a sensy ball (f-ck)
why is my new b-tch like, “bring new yen”? (f-ck) just like a broken jaw (huh?)
matter of fact, just gave her cash, ’cause it ain’t no tax involved
b-tch, i’m high, geeked out my ass, no perm, i can’t relax at all (uh-uh)
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no, um, pus-y, ’cause i am a nasty dog (yeah)
pulled up in a yellow lamb’, just like it’s a taxi though (f-ck)
i be in my f-ckin’ pad just like it’s a maxi though (f-ck)
k!lled my opp and put him in my living room, that’s tax evasion (f-ck)
“ooh, you need to calm down slime” i can’t, i’m a nasty germ
takin’ definition and i’m switchin’ words and all the terms (yeah)
[pre-chorus: tristan]
(took the [?], it’s not no scat’)
riding in that tonka, you can’t see me, windows black, ha (d-mn, trgc made that?)
f-ckin’ on your thottie, yeah, i broke that b-tch’s back (back)
yeah, this a big body, this mercedes, not no scat’ (scat’)
i said, “f-ck that lil’ old masi'”, go two hundred, then i crash, ha” (yeah)
b-tch, i’m off these pills and i crashed out (phew)
first, i crack the seal and then i pass out
why you tryna jack the swag? you can’t jack my style (what?, phew)
pull up, yeah, lamb’, yeah, shmunked it out (bah)

[chorus: tristan]
yeah, riding in the bentley, yeah, the bentley truck
yeah, they said to change my ways, but i don’t give no f-ck
f-ck, i crashed that b-tch, i— (f-ck)
i pulled up, then i— (f-ck)
yeah (f-ck)
i don’t give no— (f-ck)
we don’t give no— (f-ck)
yeah (f-ck)
yeah-yeah (f-ck)

- tristan

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