​krash lyrics

[Intro: rachyl]
—Even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this bih'
I can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b—, uh-uh
I can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this bih'
I can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch
—Even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch
You can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash—
You can't even f*ckin'-you can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch
You can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch-h-h
(You've found me)

[Chorus: rachyl]
Goin' fast in the whip
I can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch
Two hunnid on the dash, I'm smokin' on that ditch
n*gga cask on, but we might run in that b*tch
Yeah, yeah, run in that b*tch
I got four different Lambos and they all cost sh*t
n*ggas think that they are hard, but you never gettin' hеre
I'ma ruin my life, make you lеave, you gon' [?]

[Verse: Hi-C]
Yeah, yeah, goin' fast in the whip
All designer, all fit, poppin' tags in this b*tch
Porsche cool, bright orange in the six cool whip
Shoppin' spree, Saks Fifth, I just spent a cool ten
Hi-Tech splash Sprite remix—, in a—
Hi-Tech splash Sprite rem—, in a—
Hi-Tech splash Sprite remix—, in a—
Hi-Tech splash Sprite remix—, in a—
Hi-Tech splash Sprite remix—, in a—
Hi-Tech splash—
Hi-Tech—
Hi-Tech splash Sprite remix
In a party off a deuce, yeah, n*gga, lean in
Mary glasses cost a band, yeah, that n*gga geekin'
LSD on my tongue, damn, that n*gga peekin'
—D on my tongue, damn, that n*gga peekin'
I cannot trust a ho, 'cause they too deceiving
Tryna play a n*gga close, and a n*gga peeped it
And it shine like a broom, I won't let him sweep in
I'ma beat him to a pulp, leave him bloody leakin'
Russian cream, I'm exotic, she a fan
Hit it from the back, got yo' b*tch screamin'
Best show, swimming in the deep end
Hell yeah, she gon' let the team hit
[Pre-Chorus: rachyl]
n*ggas think they be cool, I cannot anymore
But they talk everyday, that sh*t feel like a chore
Nah, I don't want anymore
I said, "Thank you for the [?] want some money and some more," yeah
n*ggas think they be cool, I cannot anymore
But they talk everyday, that sh*t feel like a chore
Nah, I don't want anymore
I said, "Thank you for the [?] want some money and some m—"

[Chorus: rachyl]
Goin' fast in the whip
I can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch
Two hunnid on the dash, I'm smokin' on that ditch
n*gga cask on, but we might run in that b*tch
Yeah, yeah, run in that b*tch
I got four different Lambos and they all cost sh*t
n*ggas think that they are hard, but you never gettin' here
I'ma ruin my life, make you leave, you gon' [?]

[Verse: rachyl]
Make you leave, you gon' [?]
[?], you feel weighing this
Get sh*t for free, boy, you didn't miss a wish
n*ggas always talkin' [?], I like that [?]
Went too far, [?] drive away
Get a close shot, n*gga, when he miles away
Yeah, he was [?], nah, not today
Nah, not today
No money in your bank, how the f*ck you finna feel
Thanks to them, bust a rejection, I know you wasn't big
When I woke up on you, b*tch, believe we [fin?] it up, uh
When I get on my shooter, b*tch, believe I'm gettin' rich, nah
[Outro: rachyl & Hi-C]
Goin' fast in the whip
I can't even f*ckin' drive, I might crash in this b*tch
Two hunnid on the dash, I'm smokin' on that ditch
n*gga cask on, but we might run in that b*tch
Yeah, yeah, run in that b*tch
I got four different Lambos and they all cost sh*t
n*ggas think that they are hard, but you never gettin' here
I'ma ruin my life, make you leave, you gon' [?]
Yeah, yeah, goin' fast in the whip
All designer, all fit, poppin' tags in this b*tch
Porsche cool, bright orange in the [six?] cool whip
Shoppin' spree, Saks Fifth, I just spent a cool ten
Hi-Tech splash Sprite remix— in a
In a party off a deuce, yeah, n*gga lean in
Mary glasses cost a band, yeah, that n*gga geekin'
LSD on my tongue, damn, that n*gga peekin'
—D on my tongue, damn, that n*gga peekin'
I cannot trust a ho, 'cause they too deceiving
Tryna play a n*gga close, and a n*gga peeped it
And—