Grioten - Crashout!
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{Chorus}
Motherfucker talk shit to my face, we gone run this fucking fade bitch
I go 200 on the dash yeah you better switch lanes bitch
I got homies showing love, all you got is fucking fake bitches
Boy you never blowing up, boy you never reaching fame bitch
Sit down, let that ego simmer for a while
You be talking all that shit and you still looking like a clown
I got facts, everything you say is fucking wild
I got racks, I be making money while you prowl
{Verse 1}
I been doing this shit, everybody sticking with me
Even when I’m on my lows I’ve been keeping shit steady
I go viral every fucking week it’s fucking funny
I don’t see you anywherе bitch you be losing all your money like damn
You been looking tuff
Not in a good way, you’vе been looking rough
Diamonds on my fucking neck I been flexing up
At least I’m set for a lifetime, you are done
{Verse 2}
Yeah bitch I’m gunna crash out
I don’t give a fuck about no bitch I’m finna dash out
Flexing on you haters cause I got my fucking bag now
Money money green yeah bitch I’m finna cash out
Yeah you better shake that ass now
Run the fucking poll, I’ll fucking pull up with a tac now
Make a bitch leak, ima shoot it in her ass now
Bitch don’t give a fuck, I got more on the line
If you want me to bust better take your time
{Chorus}
Motherfucker talk shit to my face, we gone run this fucking fade bitch
I go 200 on the dash yeah you better switch lanes bitch
I got homies showing love, all you got is fucking fake bitches
Boy you never blowing up, boy you never reaching fame bitch
Sit down, let that ego simmer for a while
You be talking all that shit and you still looking like a clown
I got facts, everything you say is fucking wild
I got racks, I be making money while you prowl
{Chorus}
Motherfucker talk shit to my face, we gone run this fucking fade bitch
I go 200 on the dash yeah you better switch lanes bitch
I got homies showing love, all you got is fucking fake bitches
Boy you never blowing up, boy you never reaching fame bitch
Sit down, let that ego simmer for a while
You be talking all that shit and you still looking like a clown
I got facts, everything you say is fucking wild
I got racks, I be making money while you prowl
{Verse 1}
I been doing this shit, everybody sticking with me
Even when I’m on my lows I’ve been keeping shit steady
I go viral every fucking week it’s fucking funny
I don’t see you anywherе bitch you be losing all your money like damn
You been looking tuff
Not in a good way, you’vе been looking rough
Diamonds on my fucking neck I been flexing up
At least I’m set for a lifetime, you are done
{Verse 2}
Yeah bitch I’m gunna crash out
I don’t give a fuck about no bitch I’m finna dash out
Flexing on you haters cause I got my fucking bag now
Money money green yeah bitch I’m finna cash out
Yeah you better shake that ass now
Run the fucking poll, I’ll fucking pull up with a tac now
Make a bitch leak, ima shoot it in her ass now
Bitch don’t give a fuck, I got more on the line
If you want me to bust better take your time
{Chorus}
Motherfucker talk shit to my face, we gone run this fucking fade bitch
I go 200 on the dash yeah you better switch lanes bitch
I got homies showing love, all you got is fucking fake bitches
Boy you never blowing up, boy you never reaching fame bitch
Sit down, let that ego simmer for a while
You be talking all that shit and you still looking like a clown
I got facts, everything you say is fucking wild
I got racks, I be making money while you prowl