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zawg - crash out (demo) lyrics

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[part i]

[intro]
yuh

[hook]
i’m finna crash out
lil’ bro think he gon’ go and stop me, but i lashed out
now me and fine shyt be makin’ babies, we the last out
bands on bands on bands, now i be carryin’ the cash now
what? what? i’m a cash cow

[verse 1]
dash out
now we passin’ b+tches, i’ma pass out
blastin’ purple all up in this b+tch, yeah, we gon’ press clowns
press they b+ttons, f+ck it, i’ma grab a (what) and air it out
what? what? they on air now

[break]
laced sh+t
i don’t even know if they can make it out
who am i kiddin’, they already dead now
ay, shoutout [bleep] for bein’ my greatest inspiration

[hook]
i’m finna crash out
lil’ bro think he gon’ go and stop me, but i lashed out
now me and fine shyt be makin’ babies, we the last out
bands on bands on bands, now i be carryin’ the cash now
what? what? i’m a cash cow
[verse 2]
crashеd now
no survivors, b+tch, i’m bein’ honest now
on this sh+t, you know i’m boutta f+ckin’ move on past now
movе on past these clowns, yeah we gon’ win now
yeah, yeah, we gon’ f+ckin’+ f+ckin’+

[part ii]

[hook]
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
all these b+tches on me, and i ain’t gettin’ fed up
but i ain’t gon’ lie, doubtin’ you got yo’ bread up
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
you can see for a fee, not for free, what it lead up
but for free, ‘yo b+tch can suck on my p

[verse 1]
miss them pretty ass hoes
where did they go? oh yeah, into my home
boy had to sign for a loan
broke motherf+ckers ain’t for my glow
my shades, dior, my pants, velour
what do you know?
he praisin’ the lord for a moment then right back to k!llin’ some more
[verse 2]
what are we doin’? the gov. is so clueless
blow up the white house, the people will feel bliss
f+ck donald trump for stealin’ my spot
used to be president, believe it or not
i got a present, believe or not
and it is not gun control, muhf+cker shot

[verse 3]
tryna get up, but i’m f+ckin’ this sh+t up, i’m goin’ luh+fingin+luh+fo, like
tryna get up, but i’m frickin’ this sh+t, man, luh+fingin+luh+fingin+luh+fo, like
friggin’, luh friggin’, i’m makin’ the dope, butda+buhda+debuhda+debo, like
luh+ki+de, f+ck on this sh+t, and that free lambo, and i’m makin’ it roll, like
boy, what is the problem? feelin’ da+ba+luh
sh+t, i+na+pala, boy, i been makin’ that bank and la+ta+luh
tamin’ impala, f+ck in that parlor
chingin’, la+fingin’, i’m makin’ that bank and i f+ck in that parlor

[hook]
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
all these b+tches on me, and i ain’t gettin’ fed up
but i ain’t gon’ lie, doubtin’ you got yo’ bread up
rich boy set up
tryna get the pay, but bro, i can’t let up
you can see for a fee, not for free, what it lead up
but for free, ‘yo b+tch can suck on my p



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