Crashed The Car Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
(Oh shit, is that Filip?)
Hold up, yeah, hold up
I like to crash the car, not park it, Nocturnal Society, Chinatown Market
I get that brand new three five and I spark it, I ran it up found the light in the darkness
Came a long way from pulling out knives in apartments
You could see I got red eyes when I be talking
You can see when I pull up I don't like talking
I don't got a car but I don't like walking, I crashed the car, mentally retarded
I'm not under the influence, I'm so beyond
I lost it, then found it ironic
I pull up on the scene and act toxic
Motherfuckers ain't on what I'm on, I pull up on the scene and I start sparking
Toking the loud when I'm charging up, I just go fly above, don't need a harness
Bro pulling with a stick in the whip and he laying out someone that's walking
Grind never really stop, everybody know that I cannot stop this
I don't like writing down shit, I don't like talking, I just like bouncing
I got the trap jumping inside and outside of houses
Way too much around me, I just feel surrounded, might go buy an Audi, I don't even Care now
I be living my life like I don't care about it, losing my mind I rip out my hair about it
Posted up off the shits and I look around, all black on me, I pull up like a crook now
Hold up, wait, huh
I ran up bands in someone else's trap house plus there's too much Henny, I'm about to Black out
Motherfuckers want pressure, I won't, wait (I will never back down)
I be vibing alone with the racks out
You got no sound, I got dat loud, I won't get to the stu unless we smoke a half ounce
I be walking down the street, roaming like I'm cracked out
Brand new weapons on me like it's Crackdown, bro tryna run it up move out the crack House
I pull up and I cop way too much head stash, headshot, you gonna get that
He better get back
Motherfuckers tweaking get left bad
You can see when I pull up that I don't like talking
I don't got a car but I don't like walking, I crashed the car, mentally retarded
I'm not under the influence, I'm so beyond
I lost it, then found it ironic
I pull up on the scene and act toxic
Motherfuckers ain't on what I'm on, I pull up on the scene and I start sparking
Toking the loud when I'm charging up, I just go fly above, don't need a harness
Bro pulling with a stick in the whip and he laying out someone that's walking
Grind never really stop, everybody know that I cannot stop this
I don't like writing down shit, I don't like talking, I just like bouncing
You can see when I pull up that I don't like talking
I don't got a car but I don't like walking, I crashed the car, mentally retarded
I'm not under the influence, I'm so beyond
I lost it, then found it ironic
I pull up on the scene and act toxic
Motherfuckers ain't on what I'm on, I pull up on the scene and I start sparking