Crash Out lyrics

[Intro]
(Boy)
(I just told Richie we rich)
Yeah, uh, uh-uh
Yeah, uh, uh-uh
Yeah, uh, uh-uh
Yeah, uh, uh-uh

[Chorus]
Oh, you heard I f*cked that b*tch? I'm like, "Who told you that?"
Yeah, night time, super fly, lil' b*tch, I'm just like a lil' bat
Yeah, I put Chrome Hearts all on that b*tch and then won't call her back
Yeah, I just get the sack, yeah, f*ck the quarterback
Yeah, I just spent the bag, yeah, I don't miss that bag
Yeah, I just f*cked that b*tch, damn, think I miss her bad
Yeah, I'm rockin' boots and sh*t, yeah, I might just stomp yo' ass out
They hold my money up, f*ck it, I might f*ckin' crash out

[Verse 1]
Can't hold my cheese up, b*tch, got my money fallin' out
I'm in yo' city, come and link up with me, lil' b*tch, we ballin' out
I'm on the south, beat by Richie Souf
Yeah, I'm with your ho', yeah, di*k all in her mouth
Yeah, rockin' Ricky O', yeah, b*tch, I got No Stylist
Yeah, b*tch, I'm too turnt up, yeah, b*tch, I'm really wildin'
Yeah, I'm the Top Floor Boss, lil' b*tch, I run off money and power
Yeah, thinkin' 'bout coppin' a Demon, yeah, 200 miles per hour
[Chorus]
Oh, you heard I f*cked that b*tch? I'm like, "Who told you that?"
Yeah, night time, super fly, lil' b*tch, I'm just like a lil' bat
Yeah, I put Chrome Hearts all on that b*tch and then won't call her back
Yeah, I just get the sack, yeah, f*ck the quarterback
Yeah, I just spent the bag, yeah, I don't miss that bag
Yeah, I just f*cked that b*tch, damn, think I miss her bad
Yeah, I'm rockin' boots and sh*t, yeah, I might just stomp yo' ass out
They hold my money up, f*ck it, I might f*ckin' crash out

[Verse 2]
They hold my money up, f*ck it, I might f*ckin' crash out
That lil' b*tch wanna come and f*ck me, told her, "Pull up, ass out"
I'm too geeked up, yeah, f*ck it, pop a perc and pass out
I'm too geeked up, yeah, f*ck it, I think I might pass out
Whip that big truck just like, "f*ck it" but please don't crash, dawg
Whip that lil' sh*t just like, "f*ck it", I might just crash, dawg
For that lil' b*tch that I'm f*ckin', I might just cash out
Yeah, I'm gettin' bands, so f*ck it, let's go and cash out
Like I'm servin' crack, yeah, these n*ggas fiendin' for me
Like I'm servin' crack, yeah, your b*tch be fiendin' for me
Yeah, I always ask, "Why you actin' mean towards me?"
Yeah, all that cash on me, n*gga, it influence me

[Chorus]
Oh, you heard I f*cked that b*tch? I'm like, "Who told you that?"
Yeah, night time, super fly, lil' b*tch, I'm just like a lil' bat
Yeah, I put Chrome Hearts all on that b*tch and then won't call her back
Yeah, I just get the sack, yeah, f*ck the quarterback
Yeah, I just spent the bag, yeah, I don't miss that bag
Yeah, I just f*cked that b*tch, damn, think I miss her bad
Yeah, I'm rockin' boots and sh*t, yeah, I might just stomp yo' ass out
They hold my money up, f*ck it, I might f*ckin' crash out
[Outro]
b*tch, let's go (Boy)