crash! Lyrics

200 in cash in the back of the caddy uh

Yeah

Whole lotta red I'm in cincinnati uh

yeah

Keep trippin on shit my pants hella baggy uh

yeah

I ride for my dogs I feel like I'm shaggy uh

Yeah

Speed this shit up I'm in sports mode

I just saw 220 all on the dash

Shorty said slow down know this a sports car

Praying to god she hope I don't crash

Red and blue lights behind me they aint catching shit

I dont give fuck bout a badge

I'm prayin to god I hope I don't crash yeah

Too much too lose and to prove I made my own bed now I gotta sleep

I don't wanna go

Don't wanna wake up like it's 5 in the morning bells ringing for me

I had dreams of a rolls neck wrist on froze I feel like Adele rollin down in the deep

Yeah my motivation is a big ass house and a brand new car for the team

Smokin on badu it's good for my health I get in my head it go to my lungs

I'm filling my cup full of Henny cuz my head on twenty don't know what I been through don't know what it does

Oh yeah

Hopin I make it past 27

Makin money is my only obsession

Hope I don't put off the wrong impression

Thats my confession

And you don't seem to understand

A shame you seemed an honest man

And all the fears you hold so dear

Will turn to whisper in your ear

200 in cash in the back of the caddy uh

Yeah

Whole lotta red I'm in Cincinnati uh

Yeah

Keep trippin on shit my pants hella baggy uh

Yeah

I ride for my dogs I feel like I'm shaggy uh

Yeah