letra de crash out (demo) - zawg
[part i]
[intro]
yuh
[hook]
i’m finna crash out
lil’ bro think he gon’ go and stop me, but i lashed out
now me and fine shyt be makin’ babies, we the last out
bands on bands on bands, now i be carryin’ the cash now
what? what? i’m a cash cow
[verse 1]
dash out
now we passin’ b-tches, i’ma pass out
blastin’ purple all up in this b-tch, yeah, we gon’ press clowns
press they b-ttons, f-ck it, i’ma grab a (what) and air it out
what? what? they on air now
[break]
laced sh-t
i don’t even know if they can make it out
who am i kiddin’, they already dead now
ay, shoutout [bleep] for bein’ my greatest inspiration
[hook]
i’m finna crash out
lil’ bro think he gon’ go and stop me, but i lashed out
now me and fine shyt be makin’ babies, we the last out
bands on bands on bands, now i be carryin’ the cash now
what? what? i’m a cash cow
[verse 2]
crashеd now
no survivors, b-tch, i’m bein’ honest now
on this sh-t, you know i’m boutta f-ckin’ move on past now
movе on past these clowns, yeah we gon’ win now
yeah, yeah, we gon’ f-ckin’- f-ckin’-
[part ii]
[hook]
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
all these b-tches on me, and i ain’t gettin’ fed up
but i ain’t gon’ lie, doubtin’ you got yo’ bread up
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
you can see for a fee, not for free, what it lead up
but for free, ‘yo b-tch can suck on my p
[verse 1]
miss them pretty ass hoes
where did they go? oh yeah, into my home
boy had to sign for a loan
broke motherf-ckers ain’t for my glow
my shades, dior, my pants, velour
what do you know?
he praisin’ the lord for a moment then right back to k!llin’ some more
[verse 2]
what are we doin’? the gov. is so clueless
blow up the white house, the people will feel bliss
f-ck donald trump for stealin’ my spot
used to be president, believe it or not
i got a present, believe or not
and it is not gun control, muhf-cker shot
[verse 3]
tryna get up, but i’m f-ckin’ this sh-t up, i’m goin’ luh-fingin-luh-fo, like
tryna get up, but i’m frickin’ this sh-t, man, luh-fingin-luh-fingin-luh-fo, like
friggin’, luh friggin’, i’m makin’ the dope, butda-buhda-debuhda-debo, like
luh-ki-de, f-ck on this sh-t, and that free lambo, and i’m makin’ it roll, like
boy, what is the problem? feelin’ da-ba-luh
sh-t, i-na-pala, boy, i been makin’ that bank and la-ta-luh
tamin’ impala, f-ck in that parlor
chingin’, la-fingin’, i’m makin’ that bank and i f-ck in that parlor
[hook]
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
all these b-tches on me, and i ain’t gettin’ fed up
but i ain’t gon’ lie, doubtin’ you got yo’ bread up
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
you can see for a fee, not for free, what it lead up
but for free, ‘yo b-tch can suck on my p
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