division st. - crash lyrics
[intro: skinny ramen]
everybody want that braggadocious
self+destructive rap
so that’s what we gon’ do i guess
[chorus: skinny ramen & provost]
i’mma get the bag, i like that
shorty on my lap, i like that
hundred on the dash, i like that
but the homie’s in the back and we might just crash
[verse 1: provost]
i’m goin’ shady “kamikaze”
f+ck erbody
it’s gettin’ hairy [?]
i’m the nair on your body
it’s time to eat and i’m hungry as a leech is
and if you wanna beef
i’mma turn ya to a vegan
woah
you wanna piece of this?
you got me cheesin’
catchin’ you actin’ up
and you’ll be the reason to unleash this
lyrical g+nius
physical altercation is a weakness
so when i say [?]
n0body gon’ stop me
like where the f+ck my [?]
if you jewish, i’mma go n+z+
ganin’ up with my possе
wait, woah hold up that’s a little insensitive
it doеsn’t make sense
what’s even the sense in this?
shorty don’t gotta cap
you know i say dumb sh+t
it’s evident i’m down bad
even if you think it makes me sound like an ass
i’ll just blow myself up like a government on 9/11
and crash
[chorus: skinny ramen ]
i’mma get the bag,
shorty on my lap,
hundred on the dash,
but the homie’s in the back and we might just crash
[verse 2: glitches & ]
hun!
[?]
boo!
conjure epileptic voodoo
casper in the gang and we cruisin’ on through dude
are you into hot wheels?
well i like hot meals
b+tches on my d+ck with them high heels
just to let you know i’ve been a big deal since big wheels
()
[verse 3: hayden forbes]
believe it’s a big deal
it’s real, it’s magic (boom)
got me nervous and swervin’ lanes i’m crashin’
on division st, pickin’ up speeds
no signs of slowin’
hit makin’ with my angelic precedence
i’m leonard cohen singin’ hallelujah (ahh)
bodybag a beat might do it to ya
fired up, bitin’ sh+t like a python
till the night’s dawn (sssss)
(sike bruh!)
take a second till you see division st. is coming fast
it’s clear to see your fear’ll be cripplin’ when we’re on the ave. (yeah)
[chorus: skinny ramen, (hayden forbes), & ]
i’mma get the bag (woo),
shorty on my lap (on my lap),
hundred on the dash (on the dash),
but the homie’s in the back and we might just crash
[verse 4: jazzi boii]
[?]
[chorus: skinny ramen ]
i’mma get the bag,
shorty on my lap,
hundred on the dash,
but the homie’s in the back and we might just crash
[outro: provost]
i’m goin’ shady
shady
“kamikaze”
“kamikaze”
“kamikaze”
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