CRASH THE JEEP
Yeah (wizard)
You bitch
Uh-huh, let's do it
Mh, mh, mh
(Firzt back like he left or some')
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me you got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nan one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap
Fall on the floor in this bitch
Show everybody you love me (yeah, uh-huh)
I got them hoes in this bitch
Hope she didn't come with her hubby (yeah, I know)
I wasn't focused enough
I didn't know I was thuggin' (yeah, but look)
I done got back on my shit
I already know I was buggin' (yeah, aight)
Damn, how that ass so thick?
You already know it ain't no runnin' (yeah, right)
Nigga put his hands on me
You already know I'ma bun him (yeah, nigga)
I'll prolly damn near three
I already won us some money (say what?)
I don't celebrate damn Halloween
But you play I'm goIn' leave this bitch haunted (ah)
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me you got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nan one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap
That ass lookin' cheap
Yeah, I can tell she got it for the low or for free
Shots went off, I was on the scene
Police said they know it was me (lil' nigga)
I been gettin' money for over a decade, I put the O with the G
Certified hustler I go to work like a ese
I tell a hoe she could leave
Fuckin' these hoes like riding a bike, I do this shit easy
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
Ain't the type of nigga you gon' understand if you weak
Can't see me givin' a damn 'bout a freak, that shit over
Yeah, I take the weight of the mothafuckin' world
With one hand and put that on my shoulder
I'm like that, nigga
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me you got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nan one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap
You bitch
Uh-huh, let's do it
Mh, mh, mh
(Firzt back like he left or some')
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me you got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nan one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap
Fall on the floor in this bitch
Show everybody you love me (yeah, uh-huh)
I got them hoes in this bitch
Hope she didn't come with her hubby (yeah, I know)
I wasn't focused enough
I didn't know I was thuggin' (yeah, but look)
I done got back on my shit
I already know I was buggin' (yeah, aight)
Damn, how that ass so thick?
You already know it ain't no runnin' (yeah, right)
Nigga put his hands on me
You already know I'ma bun him (yeah, nigga)
I'll prolly damn near three
I already won us some money (say what?)
I don't celebrate damn Halloween
But you play I'm goIn' leave this bitch haunted (ah)
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me you got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nan one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap
That ass lookin' cheap
Yeah, I can tell she got it for the low or for free
Shots went off, I was on the scene
Police said they know it was me (lil' nigga)
I been gettin' money for over a decade, I put the O with the G
Certified hustler I go to work like a ese
I tell a hoe she could leave
Fuckin' these hoes like riding a bike, I do this shit easy
Last time I checked I was the man on these streets
Ain't the type of nigga you gon' understand if you weak
Can't see me givin' a damn 'bout a freak, that shit over
Yeah, I take the weight of the mothafuckin' world
With one hand and put that on my shoulder
I'm like that, nigga
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me you got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nan one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap
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Writer(s): Anthony Mosley, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Adam Gamble
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