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r3 da chilliman - crash out lyrics

[intro]
(is this a hook, tyler?)
(hi, toscani, haha)
calling card on the gates, calling card
(i love, you finessegod)

[chorus]
if you don’t know what money look like, look at me
got on all my jewelry, chrome heart jeans and a all black tee
lame n+gga, step out, this some gang business
on the freeway with wockhardt, i be lane switchin’
in my city, i’m a legend went from rag to riches
broke n+ggas hate my group ’cause we bag they b+tches
ridin’ ’round with your b+tch and my chain swinging
brodie finna crash out, i told him, “stay dangerous”

[verse]
i’m pourin’ up a frosty creams, you don’t pour in that
pour your lean inside a sprite, mine don’t go in that
you can’t with r+threezy ’cause it’s solders only
if i can’t find where you hidе at, i’ma smoke your homie
if you see me chuckin’ cs, that’s thе gang+gang
you with us or you with them, and n+gga, don’t change
i sip codeine every day, it’s a lifestyle
if you wanna leave out with your life, you better pipe down
you know the gang in this b+tch, shred sh+t to pieces
brodie paint sh+t with that chopper, he mona lisa
so much lean in my cup, i don’t know what i pour
i make them bowls touch down, i be first and go
chop a brick inside the trap, i’m a sensei
baby f+ckin’ with a baller, gettin’ her rent paid
finna buy my b+tch some jewelry, i’m just in the mood
laughing at n+ggas with they pistol, like who you finna shoot?
[chorus]
if you don’t know what money look like, look at me
got on all my jewelry, chrome heart jeans and a all black tee
lame n+gga, step out, this some gang business
on the freeway with wockhardt, i be lane switchin’
in my city, i’m a legend went from rag to riches
broke n+ggas hate my group ’cause we bag they b+tches
ridin’ ’round with your b+tch and my chain swinging
brodie finna crash out, i told him, “stay dangerous”

- r3 da chilliman lyrics

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