Trapland Pat - Crash lyrics

I’m boutta go nuts like cashews It don’t even matter ima crash when I catch you Foreign ahh whip 200 on the dash too Where the fu*k he at I just rode right pass u Really went to spinnin with the doors up Snoozing off the lean made his b*tch ahh froze up On 19th bruh we boutta pick boze up Could tell a ni**a booted cuz my eyes won’t close up She said she cut me off b*tch so what Free my ni**a briccs right now he eating cold cuts Slow the whip down cuz a ni**a gotta pour up Vision so blurry like my screen won’t load up They say a ni**a smooth with the word play 1st of the month cross the globe we call it bird day Side piecе my appetizer main b*tch my entree I just had a threesomе call that bih a cross play Yea I tell em they could chill but they can’t stay I make em work for me they gon do whatever I say Plug on the way I told em ten four 5 percent or lower why the fu*k you got tint for He ain’t even shoot why the fu*k that ni**a slid for Price on his head we waiting on the highest bid doe Gas a ni**a up like speedway Steady bending corners back to back like a relay Mizzle said run that sh*t back like a djay Shooter out the sunroof he do it on the freeway How y’all got points ain’t never score We was never wealthy we was always poor How the fu*k he shot up he came up off the floor Dey ain’t let me in he blew the hedges off the door Ain’t no such thing as being to safe All I got is color money stacked up in this briefcase All that drip he ain’t wearing ain’t real bra that’s too fake These unreleased it ain’t even got a due date I told luh mama try one if she like the feeling she can buy one Pop 2 pop 3 baby pop 4 pop 5 pop 6 baby pop moreeee