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platinum(fgm) - dont krash lyrics

[intro: platinum]
my mama always told me (uhh-huh) that i’m on a fast co-rs- ( i pray)
a crash lane if you will (i pray to god ion crash) but you know
(i pray to god ion crash, i pray to god ion crash) she was probably right (i pray to god ion crash) but you know, what you expect a real n-gg- to do, i’m trynna get this lute

[chorus: platinum]
i pray to god ion crash, i got police on my -ss
i dip through the hood and i pick up my gun just so i can go bury the stash
you so far out of your league, you n-gg-s should’ve stayed in cl-ss
you know what i do on a daily basis i’m in the fastest lane to the cash
i pray to god ion crash, i pray to god ion crash
i pray to god ion crash, i pray to god ion crash
doing ninety-five on the i-10 and i’m lighting the gas
i pray to god ion crash, i pray to god ion crash

[verse 1: platinum]
homicide, play with me and is a homicide choir singing and ya mama crying
n-gg- i ain’t lying, b-tch i ride in the night time, vampire i’m a vampire
so tell them stand down or is gon’ be another man’s down i’m walking with it in my hands now
i’m so hot you can’t fan out what a young n-gg- planned out its in my motherf-cking hands now (give me that, b-tch)
all of my n-gg-s is getting it, riding round checking on clientiggity
i ain’t like what i found so i’m k!lling sh-t make yo -ss bleed like a period get it b-tch
bow down, he ain’t really wanna bow down so his soul in the clouds now
b-tch ride out, i made a b-tch n-gg- ride out i just want a check like i’m out of bounds n-gg-
if you disrespect i put a lot of rounds in ya, got a pistol with a whisper that’s no sound n-gg-
just to throw you in the woods where you never found n-gg- burn your body in the woods that’s h-ll bound n-gg-
the b-tches with me they had to come they wanna lick your blood of each others thumbs
put you in the tub and let them have their fun because me and god is like one on one
i got this heat on my side is a pocket rocket make me blow you a missile
i go to hard on my missions (my missions) i go to hard in the kitchen (in the kitchen)
i go to hard to hard when i whip it (whip whip it) i go to hard when i flip it (i be flipping it)
most of these n-gg-s is b-tches i do what i do i don’t need no forgiveness (platinum)

[verse 2: 9th ward earnka]
god forgive a n-gg- picture fire drac on me turn you to a ghostwriter
double back and it was still hanging did a thirty on them now my ears ringing
this the fast life of icy watches on is wife can take a lick like rocky marciano
money flipping twisting doing the macarena n-gg-s talkinary hating michael kramer
double-dutch wrist can whip a thing up, took the day off ridin’ round picking change up
i just pray my n-gg-s never change up foriegns always change up watches always change up
watch the colors in the watches watch them change up forty thousand out the galleria
diamonds on me dancing like a ballerina i be up in lanes that you don’t be in
a hundred and fifty this what you are seein’ doing a hundred and fifty in a european
got nice b-tches pay the ticket for me ask the k!llers nice and they’ll come get ya for me
if you living right then man just get your money if you living wrong it catch up with you homie
because the k!llers k!lling a n-gg- anyway don’t give the jackers sh-t die with your money
what a og told me put that on darell head and that rolie
i was chosen to pull up frozen you walt disney i’m really frozen
thinking back when i used to have it bad, i used to run up on bags
with out wearing a mask d-mn i was crashing i fell in that parish, doing that bad

- platinumfgm lyrics

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