Crash lyrics

[Intro: Don Q]
I smoke at least a zip before I, before I crash
Yeah, Don
I smoke at least a zip before I crash, before I crash
Yeah, yeah (yeah yeah)

[Chorus: Don Q]
I smoke at least a zip before I crash
We pitchin' on the strip like f*ck the tax
Runnin' up them things my only task
Gotta lease them for my kids before I pass
Got a 9 year old that depend on her dad
Pulled over by patrol, I'm used to gettin' harassed
I'm dolo with that work, like I don't need a stash
But I chose to work up off my clip into my craft

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Thеse n*ggas greedy and envious
That's something I see from еxperience
I gotta compete through appearances
They thinking you weak when you generous
Can't no sh*t, can't blame with us
We gotta keep FN with us
sh*t getting real tricky
We had just got to LA when they killed Nipsey
My body is still chilly
You can spread love and they still envy
Can't trust a soul, so no we ain't never friendly
You know we play with the drugs, know I ain't feel any, uh
I'm playin' with the drugs
f*ck the fame with the love
Hurricane in the club
I see hate in your blood
I see staines on the glove
Preachers because I got angels above, yeah
[Chorus: Don Q]
I smoke at least a zip before I crash
We pitchin' on the strip like f*ck the tax
Runnin' up them things my only task
Gotta lease them for my kids before I pass
Got a 9 year old that depend on her dad
Pulled over by patrol, I'm used to gettin' harassed
I'm dolo with that work, like I don't need a stash
But I chose to work up off my clip into my craft

[Verse 2: Lil Reese]
Everytime when I'm in the hood, 12 harassin' my ass
I want lots of cash
Ridin' around with the Glock, f*ck a stash
12 get on me, high speed they ass
Going fast, na I ain't gon crash
n*ggas police, I think they feds
You made your bed, lay in that bed
n*ggas talkin' bout they really hate
That's old sh*t, we ain't going off that
That's some black and white, we got them facts
My n*gga, what the f*ck is that?
Knowing damb well I can't f*ck with a rat
Knowing damb well it don't go like that
When I talk some sh*t, Imma speak the facts
n*ggas out here on the corner with that
I need a lot of money for my daughters
That's facts
Rollin' up a lot of that exotic, back to back
b*tch we just smoke like so many zips
Brought like so many clips
In case a f*ck n*gga trip
[Chorus: Don Q]
I smoke at least a zip before I crash
We pitchin' on the strip like f*ck the tax
Runnin' up them things my only task
Gotta lease them for my kids before I pass
Got a 9 year old that depend on her dad
Pulled over by patrol, I'm used to gettin' harassed
I'm dolo with that work, like I don't need a stash
But I chose to work up off my clip into my craft