CRASH THE JEEP lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
You b*tch
Uh-huh
Let's do it
Mm, mm
Hm (Firzt back like he left or somethin')

[Chorus]
Tryna get high, n*gga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
f*ck the speed limit, b*tch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nere' one of them n*ggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap

[Verse 1]
Fall on the floor in this b*tch, show everybody you love me (Yeah, uh-huh)
I got them hoes in this b*tch, hope she didn't come with her hubby (Yeah, I know)
I wasn't focused enough, I didn't know I was thuggin' (Yeah, but look)
I done got back on my sh*t, I already know I was buggin' (Yeah, aight)
Damn, how that ass so thick? You already know ain't no runnin' (And yeah, right)
n*gga put his hands on me, you already know I'ma bun him (Yeah, n*gga)
I'll prolly damn near three, I already won us some money (Huh, say what?)
I don't celebrate damn Halloween, but you play, I'ma leave this b*tch haunted (Ah!)
[Chorus]
Tryna get high, n*gga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
f*ck the speed limit, b*tch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nere' one of them n*ggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap

[Verse 2]
That ass lookin cheap
Yeah, I can tell she got it for the low or for free
Shots went off, I was on the scene
Police say they know it was me (Lil' n*gga)
I been gettin' money for over a decade, I put the O with the G
Certified hustler, I go to work like a ese, I tell a hoe she could leave
f*ckin' these hoes like ridin' a bike, I do this sh*t easy
Last time I checked, I was the man on these streets
Ain't the type of n*gga you gon' understand if you weak
Can't see me givin' a damn about a freak, that sh*t over, yeah
I take the weight of the mothaf*ckin world with one hand and put that on my shoulder
I'm like that, n*gga

[Chorus]
Tryna get high, n*gga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
f*ck the speed limit, b*tch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nere' one of them n*ggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap