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crvshfuoco - old crash lyrics

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[chorus]
they said they want that o+l+d crvsh back
if you gon’ pay the fee for the feat’, cash app
swiping gifys, i told ’em, “i need cash back”
hit the gas in the v, make your seat go back
i’m addicted to money counters, love the chirp
in love with the fashion, my jeans witchchurch
if you play with my name, they gon’ back out the hearst
’cause i’m dumping the knock ’til my right wrist hurt

[verse]
n+gga said he gon’ slide with the pipe, yeah right
p+ssy scared to get decked in his sh+t, don’t fight
at the end of my cup so i’m in this b+tch tight
i’m like, “who got the drank? i got eight for a pint”
like, we pouring up in this b+tch
don’t give a f+ck who you with, we gon’ shut down your sеction and sh+t
’cause you talking too reckless
my goons might comе up on a necklace
they up it, you ducking and sh+t
they like, “crvsh, he be bugging”
the whole stu’ spaz when i spit
take a pic’, flashback from my wrists
off the rollie, i’m rolling these spliffs
first rap that i writ’, n+ggas told me that sh+t was a gift
that’s [?], i’m dropping these hits
they know crvsh don’t miss
i’m 11/11 from trippin’, i’m just warming up
i’m in this sh+t for the long run, n+gga, who telling me what?
’cause if anyone making it, i will
and if anything proving me right, i know time will
i’m knocking the cop off his high+hill
bro threw him a bullet, not talking a spiral
he spiraling out of control, it must be the pills
kids, don’t do drugs, pharmaceuticals k!ll
i done made a few racks off my sk!ll
while he fiending for crushed up perc’s in his nyquil
i got the (what?), tucked on my hip
and i bet if i ([?]), everyone dip
n+ggas wifin’ a sl+t, could never be me
i wifed up a queen, my life is a dream
and so is the team, it’s serious
all this bread coming in, i’m delirious
push the v like the fast and the furious
i be buggin’ for real, is you hearing us?
[chorus]
they said they want that o+l+d crvsh back
if you gon’ pay the fee for the feat’, cash app
swiping gifys, i told ’em, “i need cash back”
hit the gas in the v, make your seat go back
i’m addicted to money counters, love the chirp
in love with the fashion, my jeans witchchurch
if you play with my name, they gon’ back out the hearst
’cause i’m dumping the knock ’til my right wrist hurt



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