CRASH OUT Lyrics

Oh

Ahhh

Blatt

Oh

Ahhh

Ah

Ah

Ah

Rocket man blast off

I rock out a show and hit the bank

So I cash out

Foreign baddie, walk around

Shorty got ha ass out

Smoking gas, I'm chiefing

Think I'm bout to pass out

Ooo

Bout to pass out

Talk down on my gang

Got my Ruger

Finna crash out

Put you in the scope

He try to run

He won't make it out

Finna up the score

I got my gun

He won't make it out alive

Ohh

Got my fye

He gon die

Oh

Oh

Oh

Make his momma cry, we gon put him in the sky

Make his momma cry, we gon put him in the sky

With the birds he gon fly

Yeah

Yeah

Ohhhhh, oh

I pop out in fashion

You can't tell me shit

Don't look at my chain I up that fye

Got that ruler clip

Ball like Jordan I play in the Chi

Steady shooting shit

He keep on speaking on my name

I'm like who is this

They keep on speaking on my name

I'm like who is they

You ain't talking money get the fuck up out my fucking face

R-R-Rocket man blast off

I rock out a show and hit the bank

So I cash out

Foreign baddie, walk around

Shorty got ha ass out

Smoking gas, I'm chiefing

Think I'm bout to pass out

Ooo

Bout to pass out

Talk down on my gang

Got my Ruger

Finna crash out

Put you in the scope

He try to run

He won't make it out

R-R-Rocket man blast off

I rock out a show and hit the bank

So I cash out

Foreign baddie, walk around

Shorty got ha ass out

Smoking gas, I'm chiefing

Think I'm bout to pass out

Ooo

Bout to pass out

Talk down on my gang

Got my Ruger

Finna crash out

Put you in the scope

He try to run

He won't make it out