CrashOut ft. D Lo Lyrics

If I ruled the world, I'd free all my sons

I love 'em, love 'em, baby

They don't wanna see me winning, no, they wanna see me crash out

Why he always talk bout sliding, but don't say it with his chest out

It's a war in the trench, if we sliding, I bring my best out

No refs out, but we was in Johnny's, riding round wit techs out

And if I say it, I'ma say it again

I stand on shit like DJ Khaled, tell em play it again

No saving them men, we tryna take them out by the tens

It cannot die down, we just gotta play to the end

I go to war with a semi, a switchy will turn it glitchy

Blood can envy, blood spilling from how you living

God, I'm on a mission, till it's done, I don't have no soul to give him

Them bullets coming with a force, it's like a shoulder hit him

I need some older bitches to have a good time with

She give me love, I just never thought I could find it

And I was blinded, fucked up, but I can't rewind it

So hold me down, don't hold me to all them old conflicts

Conflicts, why you thinking you can treat me like this

Wanna see my goals, why I keep on grinding

Wanna keep my soul and my peace of mind

Nowadays, it seem like everybody want a piece of mines

Head on a swivel, I know they don't want me breathing now

TLC the way I creep, creep, creep, way I'm creeping now

Pull up in a beamer, no stopping the way I'm speeding now

And if you ain't talking money, then we ain't speaking now

We run up on em, hit his top, and he ain't breathing now

Yeah

No, he ain't breathing

Knowing we undefeated

Hurt my heart when I seen it

Crash out, crash out

We the ones be sliding, bring them body bags out

Crash out, crash out

Say I keep my cool, I can really lash out

Crash out, out, oh

Crash out, out, oh, yeah

Bring them body bags out

Say I keep my cool, I can really lash out

If you gone die, lil nigga, die for a reason

You know a nigga killed your dog, you ain't trying to get even

It's getting hot, we let off shots, yeah, it's that time of the season

Gotta stand on what I did, it ain't no copping and pleading

40 leaving em leaking, you steady talking, nigga, stop it

Forty three fit in my pocket

Cut em off, cause he on op shit

FTF, we be on mob shit

Glitchy or FN, niggas know that we got options

Crash out, crash out

My niggas slidin' through, we bringing the bag out

All the opps some pussies, we making them tap out

Said we going on a drill, I'm pulling the mask out

Crash out, crash out

We the ones be sliding, bring them body bags out

Crash out, crash out

Say I keep my cool, I can really lash out

Crash out, out, oh

Crash out, out, oh, yeah

Bring them body bags out

Say I keep my cool, I can really lash out

Really lash out