Crisp Vette* lyrics

[Chorus]
Crisp, Crisp Vette, b*tch I'm swerving in the wind
Up the stick up out the window shootin' out this b*tch
And It's a lot of things we did
I can't even talk about you but it's-

[Verse]
b*tch I miss my brother that sh*t hurt me like a b*tch
b*tch I'm, hm, hm
You ain't even know and I don't know when that sh*t end
Mm, f*ck
Hm, hm, I ain't talking and you talking so much sh*t
Told my brother Zuro "f*ck it we gon' build a crib"
I let off my stick im cruisin' in this f*ckin' Benz
That boy lame beat his ass, mm