Crash Pt. 2 lyrics

[Intro]
(Aye)
Good Dope b*tch (Yuh)
Volume one (Aye, aye, go)
f*ck goin’ on
BeldonDidThat

[Verse]
Hey, this rap sh*t ain’t nun to me
Do it ‘cause it’s fun to me
Every time I hit your city, know I got my gun with me (That thuwop)
b*tches see these diamonds, see me shinin’, she wanna come with me
Even though I’m ballin’ b*tches still can’t get nun for free (No)
b*tch I got that sack, give a f*ck about a pack
f*ck the feds, b*tch I’m trappin’, tell them hoes give me the MAC (b*tch)
Full of red, I’m a junkie, add some Wock’ it taste like Act’ (Lean, lean)
I don’t wanna do no songs with nun of these n*ggas cause they whack (They pus*y)
R.I.P Lil Zach, still can’t believe he got whacked
Diss on him and you get cracked
f*ck this tracks, I’m sellin’ packs (Trap)
n*gga play and I’ma kill him, got no time to watch my back (No time, glrrr, glrrr)
Leave ‘em flat (Glrrr, glrrr)
Choppa blap (Glrrraaa)
I’ma go hard for them racks (Go hard, b*tch)
I’ma go hard for them racks (b*tch)
I’ma go get me a pack (Go get it)
I’ma go hard with that sack (Go get it)
I’ma go hard with that sack (b*tch)
HoodFame USA go hard with them gats (HoodFame)
Ball with the four on my back like I’m Dak (Ball)
My young n*gga with me and he on the pack
My young n*gga with me and he on attack (Bow, bow)
f*ck n*gga get back (f*ck n*gga)
Ran off on the plug and never came back (Skrrt)
I really do the sh*t I rap on my track (I do it)
Full of OG gas, I’m smokin’ on wax
Yayo uncle send that dope gettin’ [?] (Yayo)
I was 16 on the grove sellin’ crack
You rap about dope but you never had [?]
You rap about dough but you never [?]
Rappin’ about robbery, never did that
You ain’t never had to put on no mask
You ain’t never kicked the door like the [?]
You ain’t never had to lay in no grass
He never came, I had to shoot through the glass
b*tch, when it’s beef, ain’t no sleep, you get smashed
f*ck a rap career, n*gga play me I’ma crash (b*tch, Yayo!)