Crash Out

[Intro]
Rich Slime Gang
Yeah

[Hook]
Fuck a dead nigga, let's crash out (Crash out)
Hop up out the stick and spaz out
I got them racks in the bank now (On gang)
I got your bitch in the bank now (For real)
Pushed up in the trap with that stick on my lap (On gang)
Tryna run up a hit and your ass gon' get whacked (Bitch)
Fuck yo' ass up with the Glock and the diamond bag (Papapa)
Hit up your block I ain't doublin' back

[Verse]
I ain't lovin' no bitch, nigga I'm countin' these racks (For real)
You kissin' that hoe knowin' damn well she next (She next)
If you knew what I knew, nigga you wouldn't do that
How the fuck you get shot at and didn't shoot back (Bitch)
And you havin' a scrap (What?), nigga you might as well lack (On gang)
Pop out the cut in all black, draw down the F on your head (Skrt, Bitch)
Knock yo' ass off for them racks (Puh)
Hit the hoe, now she attached (On gang)
I'm smokin' there, that's why I hit from the back (Dead opps)
I nut on the bitch and go, gimme a sec' (Ha)
She duckin', one two and then bring it right back (On gang)
My young niggas knockin' shit off, bitch that's facts (Bitch)
Hop out with the stick and then blast (Puh)
Now he a thing of the past (On gang)
Broad day, bare face, gang, fuck a mask (For real)
I say the word and they crash (On gang)

[Hook]
Fuck a dead nigga, let's crash out (Crash out)
Hop up out the stick and spaz out
I got them racks in the bank now (On gang)
I got your bitch in the bank now (For real)
Pushed up in the trap with that stick on my lap (On gang)
Tryna run up a hit and your ass gon' get whacked (Bitch)
Fuck yo' ass up with the Glock and the diamond bag (Papapa)
Hit up your block I ain't doublin' back