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86 – crash lyrics

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[intro: zn]
things on things in a ride
why you think the tape’s so sick, like four door whip?
jump out savage on him
jump out savage on pricks, i love this shit
big batty girl one love
i could never love that b-tch like love this shit
big batty girl one love
i could never love that b-tch

[verse 1: stampface]
(stampface!)
remember that louis v on a dark night (remember)
took man’s stuff like hold tight (gone)
me and bro laughed for the whole night (haha)
you talk about p but i show mine, me and my gs get guap (guap)
you won’t understand cause you’re soft (no)
none of my n-gg-s are washed (washed washed)
come through with gang (gang)
no grub get boshed (bang)
food round here peng (peng)
amm bud straight 10 out of 10 (trust me)
tell a friend go tell all their friends (tell em’)
s-t got best on ends (gang, gang)
treat gal like skeng (skeng)
i beat her again and again
again and again, again and again and again and again (trust me)
she try’na cuff me (what?) what we had gotta come to an end (end that)
i swear her -rs- too fat, face come brown and peng (peng, peng)
and the weed too loud, bud come green and leng
i’ll do it for bro, but i won’t do it for a friend (no way)
used to be bad back then
darg right now you’re a has-been (neek)
sneak diss on the net
see me in flesh, what’s happening? (what’s good?)
we don’t play no games, but manna show you that backspin
trap, trap, trap all day, now manna holler at yazmine

[hook: zn]
them man crash with words, i beg man crash with his gun, .44 spin
.44 kicks off mad, when man jump out they run like too much chat
lil’ man got that pack, oh now he ain’t see funds, you got 2 days
2 days left for the pack and i beg little man take long, man’s on things
things on things in a ride, why you think the tape’s so sick like four door whip
jump out savage on him, jump out savage on pricks, i love this shit
big batty girl, one love, i could never love that b-tch like love this shit
big batty girl, one love, i could never love that b-tch

[verse 2: zn]
made couple tunes with the gang, now it’s mad cause the bros seem eager (gang gang)
heard couple man want me dead, put an m on my head like vegeta (super saiyan)
you can ask all of the gang, you ain’t road and you won’t get a feature
don’t believe ya, don’t believe ya when you say you’re a squeezer
i’m like shooter, couple man over this side true booters
i got love for them, sold for them, i put any shank in a loser
talk about streets (talk) put the life that i live on the beat
still up on the block
got my bro’s blood under my feet (under my feet)
take it skeet, got word that the new gun’s peak
all of the road that i do when i ain’t seen home in weeks
what about sleep? i’ll sleep when i make some sheep (when i make some money)
they say that i’m sick in the head
cause i love when the opps-dem bleed (i love it)
love for the hill, i’ve been letting it go for a deal
they in love with the gang
cause they know that we’re keeping it real
love for the hill, i’ve been letting it go for a deal
they’re in love with the gang, cause they know that we’re keeping it gang, gang, gang

[hook: zn]
them man crash with words, i beg man crash with his gun, .44 spin
.44 kicks off mad, when man jump out they run like too much chat
lil’ man got that pack, oh now he ain’t see funds, you got 2 days
2 days left for the pack and i beg little man take long, man’s on things
things on things in a ride, why you think the tape’s so sick like four door whip
jump out savage on him, jump out savage on pricks, i love this shit
big batty girl, one love, i could never love that b-tch like love this shit
big batty girl, one love, i could never love that b-tch

[verse 3: scrams]
let’s take it back, old days we was locking off shoobs
anywhere the opps-dem party, ten toes i was out in my boogs
him saying bad boy, which part? you can’t trust these man, they’re just crooks
and if it don’t make you cash, boy just stay in your books
i do ride like f-ck this
or i dial up bro, i got war, let’s wash this
blade that brown, try’na see bags on boxes
scoring my shots, i ain’t try’na take no losses (no way, no way)
i swear the opps-dem fake, cah many times where i been there
i see no one’s face, like come, let’s play (come on)
me and bro in the trap, show me and bro get paid (cash)
me and bro don’t lack, man a boy don’t get…
yeah i love it, still out here
with my wild n-gg-s and cousins (gang)
tell a boy that i got my poke i’m no bluffing (dip him out)
and tell a girl she can get the d, no cuffing (she can get it)
n-gg- she bugging

[hook: zn]
them man crash with words, i beg man crash with his gun, .44 spin
.44 kicks off mad, when man jump out they run like too much chat
lil’ man got that pack, oh now he ain’t see funds, you got 2 days
2 days left for the pack and i beg little man take long, man’s on things
things on things in a ride, why you think the tape’s so sick like four door whip
jump out savage on him, jump out savage on pricks, i love this shit
big batty girl, one love, i could never love that b-tch like love this shit
big batty girl, one love, i could never love that b-tch (gang, gang!)



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