Crash Out (feat. Sherwood Flame)

Drum Dummie made the beat and they gon kill it You got your pistol I got mine Finna go on and exercise it Imma chase him down with this nine My first mission won't leave my mind Niggas fakin' see through the lies Cut him off when I see the sign Put a bullet up in his mind Won't get the chance to use that iron He don't want it Man my niggas hungry Bitch it's time to eat Hit your block with a black mask And have you running down the street My lil homie catch bodies from Kansas Put them on his feet Won't beef over hoes unless he disrespect me about his freak Momma pray for me Prison ain't the place for me But I gotta keep that iron Cuz my shine they want to take from me They ain't on that block then I'm gon bring it to the place he sleep I do murder for hire Call Uber kill the agency You know I keep that fire So a nigga ain't gon play with me Even if I ain't got it Real niggas gon relate to me Pussy nigga keep running his mouth Imma disable him Somebody bout to die Im gonna send him straight to sleep (Peezy) Before I go to sleep I tell my momma pray for me I got to keep that heat cause I'm knee deep up in these streets I can't deal with disrespect Man these niggas got to see We gon ride by where they at all week on a creep Man a nigga tryna kill something, crash out, catch a body Pull up where they at show them that we violent Kill something (murder), crash out (yeah), catch a body Pull up, pull up with them fifty's boy don't play about it First time a nigga play he better set examples Nigga really with the shit, ask your favorite rapper Nigga been getting rich, ask your favorite trapper How we gon eat if we really listening to the pastor They be letting niggas slide Every cross you better ride Go make that nigga die Shoot his ass nine times Better shoot him in his eyes while he peeking out the blinds In the streets there ain't no rules (ain't no rules) It get real in a second so you better keep a tool (keep it on you) It get rough in Baton Rouge (in Baton Rouge) We know the shit we do so we gon take this bitch to school Nigga we ain't tryna lose (tryna lose) That boy go against us we gon put him on the news You know niggas act a fool Imma show them how to get it and they go on with they move Before I go to sleep I tell my momma pray for me I got to keep that heat cause I'm knee deep up in these streets I can't deal with disrespect Man these niggas got to see We gon ride by where they at all week on a creep Man a nigga tryna kill something, crash out, catch a body Pull up where they at show them that we violent Kill something (murder), crash out (yeah), catch a body Pull up, pull up with them fifty's boy don't play about it Just like male cheerleaders nigga tryna catch a body Jackin' used to be my hobby Jacket on me that's Versace One already in the head Bullets come out if you cock it Pistols spark for acting cocky Beams on him then the bullets follow just like paparazzi Automatic try to dodge it It's going to be hard just like a Floyd fight when he boxing All my cells detoxing These niggas want to be like me See through just like diamonds Get checked just like Nike's Fist bite just like Tyson Gun shots if I'm frightened Ride dirty with no license Artillery like ISIS Got all the drugs and the right prices On the run when I hear sirens I'm in the field like Matt Ryan He ain't in the field he bench ridin' My youngest homie been sly Forty got the punch I ain't talking wine You a big pussy just like a lion I'm in the water just like a pirate Metal green just like a Irish Got two names like Miley Cyrus Going up like I'm rock climbing More cutters than Billie Eilish Before I go to sleep I tell my momma pray for me I got to keep that heat cause I'm knee deep in the streets I can't deal with disrespect Man these niggas got to see We gon ride by where they at all week on a creep Man a nigga tryna kill something, crash out, catch a body Pull up where they at show them that we violent Kill something (murder), crash out (yeah), catch a body Pull up, pull up with them fifty's boy don't play about it