Destroy Lonely – Crash Out

Destroy Lonely – Crash Out

[Intro]
(I just told Richie we rich)
Yeah, uh, uh-uh
Yeah, uh, uh-uh
Yeah, uh, uh-uh
Yeah, uh, uh-uh

[Chorus]
Oh, you heard I fucked that bitch? I’m like, “Who told you that?”
Yeah, night time, super fly, lil’ bitch, I’m just like a lil’ bat
Yeah, I put Chrome Hearts all on that bitch and then won’t call her back
Yeah, I just get the sack, yeah, fuck the quarterback
Yeah, I just spent the bag, yeah, I don’t miss that bag
Yeah, I just fucked that bitch, damn, think I miss her bad
Yeah, I’m rockin’ boots and shit, yeah, I might just stomp yo’ ass out
They hold my money up, fuck it, I might fuckin’ crash out

[Verse 1]
Can’t hold my cheese up, bitch, got my money fallin’ out
I’m in the city, come and throw with me, lil’ bitch, we ballin’ out
I’m on the south, beat by Richie Souf
Yeah, I’m with your ho’, yeah, dick all in her mouth
Yeah, rockin’ Ricky O’, yeah, bitch, I got No Stylist
Yeah, bitch, I’m too turnt up, yeah, bitch, I’m really wildin’
Yeah, I’m the Top Floor Boss, lil’ bitch, I run off money and power
Yeah, thinkin’ ’bout coppin’ a Demon, 200 miles per hour

[Chorus]
Oh, you heard I fucked that bitch? I’m like, “Who told you that?”
Yeah, night time, super fly, lil’ bitch, I’m just like a lil’ bat
Yeah, I put Chrome Hearts all on that bitch and then won’t call her back
Yeah, I just get the sack, yeah, fuck the quarterback
Yeah, I just spent the bag, yeah, I don’t miss that bag
Yeah, I just fucked that bitch, damn, think I miss her bad
Yeah, I’m rockin’ boots and shit, yeah, I might just stomp yo’ ass out
They hold my money up, fuck it, I might fuckin’ crash out

[Verse 2]
They hold my money up, fuck it, I might fuckin’ crash out
That lil’ bitch wanna come and fuck me, told her, “Pull up, ass out”
I’m too geeked up, yeah, fuck it, pop a perc and pass out
I’m too geeked up, yeah, fuck it, I think I might pass out
Whip that big truck just like, “Fuck it” but please don’t crash, dawg
Whip that lil’ shit just like, “Fuck it”, I might just crash, dawg
For that lil’ bitch that I’m fuckin’, I might just cash out
Yeah, I’m gettin’ bands, so fuck it, let’s go and cash out
Like I’m servin’ crack, yeah, these niggas fiendin’ for me
Like I’m servin’ crack, yeah, your bitch be fiendin’ for me
Yeah, I always ask, “Why you actin’ mean towards me?”
Yeah, all that cash on me, nigga, it influence me

[Chorus]
Oh, you heard I fucked that bitch? I’m like, “Who told you that?”
Yeah, night time, super fly, lil’ bitch, I’m just like a lil’ bat
Yeah, I put Chrome Hearts all on that bitch and then won’t call her back
Yeah, I just get the sack, yeah, fuck the quarterback
Yeah, I just spent the bag, yeah, I don’t miss that bag
Yeah, I just fucked that bitch, damn, think I miss her bad
Yeah, I’m rockin’ boots and shit, yeah, I might just stomp yo’ ass out
They hold my money up, fuck it, I might fuckin’ crash out

[Outro]
Bitch, let’s go