lirik lagu jdot breezy - crash time
[intro]
i bet a n~gga ain’t gon’~
yeah, like, n~gga
we be on~
yeah, man
i don’t even~
(phebo)
ayy, b~tch ass n~gga
n~ggas ain’t draw no motherf~ckin’ blood, like what, n~gga
man, we hit big every motherf~ckin’ time, n~gga
check the news, n~gga
another hat
[verse]
ayy, dare a n~gga to try me, my crew lace sh~t down on site
it ain’t no passes that we give, we on your ass like white on rice
kimbo my drac’, hop out and slice
7~eleven, b~tch roll the dice
steppin’ and steppin’, makin’ ’em piped
you send him, we hit him, he ain’t comin’ back (boom)
there go money that i touch, on opps i up the f~ckin’ price
i might take his b~tch and boss her up, i like her shape, she nice
don’t pop pour to four he poured a eight, this time it’s not his sprite
we some vamps, baby, i don’t come outside until it’s night
please don’t tempt me, i be tempted with that drac’, play, i line him up
like, teachers playin’ today
them hits be organized, get taught, you ducked
like, who is all these new n~ggas beef with me? bet, round ’em up
we bound to make another n~gga die tryna get down on us
b~tch, i never ducked no smoke, i slung that iron plenty times, i’m still spinnin’
i’m active, boy, give a f~ck about nothin’, n~gga, slide down
i put this sh~t on pause, n~gga, ’bout my dog, we put sh~t in the ground
they know ’bout us, we f~ck sh~t up anytime we come, n~gga, ask around
when a n~gga did some to dot? can’t name no time, n~ggas p~ssyfootin’
all these bully rookies with no f~ckin’ hats, they all p~ssy
n~ggas mad, now they ass wan’ beef ’bout a switch, that’s bull, my dog took it
bet a n~gga won’t f~ck with me, i’ma crash out, i don’t care who lookin’
ride ’round on every side of town, f~ck who don’t f~ck with us
sh~t, f~ck whoever don’t f~ck with me, i ain’t hurtin’, b~tch, i don’t give a f~ck
say i’m endearin’ and belligerent since i ran this f~ckin’ money up
i’ma act a ass ’cause i want to, i can merch n~ggas ain’t done enough
when ralo died i was in that car, after practice i was doin’ drills
really chase a n~gga, i apply my athlete sk!lls and run down k!lls
2019 them boys ain’t have no f~ckin’ guns, i was on they hills
i was spinnin’ on they sh~t for fun, no bap, they know what it is
i got plenty funds, i spend that sh~t on robbings, i don’t club
might take thirty out for fun and f~ckin’ give my b~tch a dub
been that sh~t since a jitterbug, my daddy used to thug
my mama too, ain’t raise no p~ssys, f~ck you think i get it from?
i hate when we can’t get this pape’ together, i’ll give you some
d~ck her down, she want some now and later, made her fall in love
want that static, we gon’ hit you up, wet you like a tub
keep on reppin’, we gon’ k!ll that bug, f~ck you and your thugs
b~tch, i’m pistol bangin’, lane changin’, step on sh~t like rug
b~tch, my gang dangerous, told that b~tch she better not spill my cup
b~tch, we still stainin’
opps, we k!ll they ass, n~gga, just because
you ain’t my f~ckin’ twin, don’t try to peace me up, n~gga, you ain’t my blood
pistol gang, throw guns for pete and, b~tch, we swing that drac’ for leeke
been runnin’ through them bands
could’ve bought a patek or went and copped piguet
but i didn’t, b~tch, i rather fund this beef and put these n~ggas to sleep
i’ma f~ck my wrist up though and ice my b~tch so she can look like me
b.b. simon belt, amiri jeans, might put on a off~white tee
think you dumb? well, b~tch, we stupid, everybody ’round be off like me
they like why y’all sip that sh~t? codeine i need, i’m coughin’, see?
boy, play with me, i’ma bang a hundred rounds, leave burned like coffee beans
baby, i’m a star, gotta f~ck with rubber now, my time be costin’ me
man, baby played, this ho can’t come around, now this b~tch stalkin’ me
i bang that drac’, it sound how thunder sound
boy, you’ll get off of me (boom, boom, boom)
b~tch, i’m on point, no, you won’t run me down
i get sh~t off of me, yeah
[outro]
n~gga already know how we f~ckin’ rockin’, man
bruh, n~ggas can talk that talk all they f~ckin’ want to (k!ll your stupid ass broad day)
we be slangin’ iron out this motherf~cker
this sh~t ain’t gon’ never stop (anywhere, anytime)
don’t come around tryna play me like no f~ckin’ rapper
n~gga, you gon’ get your ass hit on camera (on god)
everything, n~gga
that’s on the set, n~gga
rip ralo, rip john, rip leeke
ain’t runnin’ from none
rw
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