Crash Out Lyrics

Yeah

Girl you know I crash out, drifting up in sport (oh my)

Margiela my tags now, shit you can't afford (yeah)

Had to go and run it up, I had to up the score (oh my god)

And now they all be faking, look around like who's my bro?

Who can I trust?

I do not know

When you call, you get the tone

I've been gone for so damn long

Now I'm geeked up off the strong

Had to get back in my mode, 'cause they tryna jack my flow

Scream my name right at the show

So lil bitch I gotta go

Why in the hell is they dissin' on me?

I'm getting motion, I've got all the freaks

I've got this money, Ksubi my jeans

Can't even sign that deal 'cause they ain' on shit

Big body GLE, I just put ice on my wrist

I put designer my fit

He talkin' real tough 'till I went and upped that switch

I just be out with the gang

Look at them diamonds all up on his chain

I swear to God they fake

Lil bro watch your mouth, you don't wanna see us come play

She said that she L O V E me, what that mean?

I said I L Y U 2, now she tryna shoot a scene

Then I said J K, L M A O, she said you mean

I said G T F O, outta my phone, lil bitch you is a treesh

Bitch I'm the one, you ain' on none

I had to go up and show 'em how it's done

Fuck with me now, get hit with them rounds

Your bitch tryna come and slut me out

Yeah

Girl you know I crash out, drifting up in sport (oh my)

Margiela my tags now, shit you can't afford (yeah)

Had to go and run it up, I had to up the score (oh my god)

And now they all be faking, look around like who's my bro?

Who can I trust?

I do not know

When you call, you get the tone

I've been gone for so damn long

Now I'm geeked up off the strong

Had to get back in my mode, 'cause they tryna jack my flow

Scream my name right at the show

So lil bitch I gotta go