Crash Songtext
von Your Stepdad

Yeah, ay

Foenem told me to crash ′cause they never felt the pain when the airbags hit
And in a moment I look at her ass, the value be fallin', I promise, I just wanna hit
Young nigga lookin′ for cash, but spend it on drugs and hos the moment it hit
No bong, I know when a glass of plastic burn my throat, it make me spit
Yes, bitch, get out the dress, uncover yourself, I wanna see you do a split
Say she in love with herself, but I never cared, I still might call her a bitch
I'm winnin', it′s out of control, I′m glad, I really just damn near called it quits
Granny ain't raise no ho, granny ain′t raise no bitch, yeah


Keep my foot on the gas to run a few million, I'm pushin′ a '93
These niggas whole posse be clowns, I′m really insane with flows like ICP
We pullin' up in a whip so foreign, I gotta watch out for ICE
I'm with Dave Chappelle gettin′ IV drips, I just did a speech at a Ivy League
Chillin′ at Harvard, but I still be on the block with the drillers and robbers
I'm more like Kerry James Marshal or Hank Willis Thomas, I′m really an artist

Gettin' head while I drive, niggas be fake for sure
Shout out to Andrew Barber
Lot of my niggas die young like children in Gaza, Palestinian martyrs
Scammin′ like Nigerians when they killed Danny, I cried, I'm serious
That′s lil' bro, for him, I ball like Joker, like, "Why so serious?"
I'ma still fuck on her period
She let me stab from the back like Judas Iscariot
My car got so much horsepower, it sound like I came through the hood with a chariot

Crash, crash, crash, crash
Crash, crash, crash, crash, crash, crash
Yeah
Crash