Heard he play football well come catch a bullet
Cheated on my girl a hundred times and I said I wouldn't
Bro left a opp brain dead and the cord I pulled it
Asked bro "Should I crash out?" he said I shouldn't
How you tryna throw stones u in a glass house
How you call me broke you can't even pull some cash out
I been counting racks man I been in the trap house
Shorty broke my heart damn i'm finna crash out
Ehhh man i'm just trolling
.40 like a whistle pick it up and then I start blowing
Run the song back 100 times I like how i'm flowing
Touched down bought some bustdowns but that's all i'm showing
How can I die if i'm in the living room?
How the hell you struggle and eat with silver spoons?
How you love his ahh and lead him to his doom?
I swear to god y'all boys got me so confused
My momma caught me sippin wock I said it's grape soda
Took the spanish plug out the hood and bought him Qdoba
Treat a thot like a bad kid ima bend her over
And she speak a lil bit of spanish "take off your ropa"
Shot his momma crib had her screaming like a church choir
Brodie wont shut up treat the blunt like a pacifier
In the car going on a drill pass me the fire
Until I make a 100 million dollars I can't retire
She got a big booty hit it once and tell her "Go home"
Shorty tryna fight me after that now she got no phone
If she got a big head that mean she giving good dome
Put a couple bullets in his heart I got good chrome
Shorty bad as hell and she kinda built like Mewto
She got a lil bit of face fat she need to mew too
Take her to store and ice her out just like an Igloo
Hit her off a perc for hours Ion need a blue chew
Your shorty not a dime piece you forgot about inflation
Ion gotta type but I love a thick Jamaican
She think i'm her man I'll take her out but I ain't paying
Thought my ex was a good girl but she was Satan
Beat my pockets like an alcoholic now they swollen
Slapped my girl cuz she called me fat but she was trolling
I got G.O.A.T status like L-E-B-R-O-N
Left a opp on seen hit him twice now my phone dead
Young J.R - Crash Out Lyrics
Young J.R - Crash Out Lyrics
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Heard he play football well come catch a bullet
Cheated on my girl a hundred times and I said I wouldn't
Bro left a opp brain dead and the cord I pulled it
Asked bro "Should I crash out?" he said I shouldn't
How you tryna throw stones u in a glass house
How you call me broke you can't even pull some cash out
I been counting racks man I been in the trap house
Shorty broke my heart damn i'm finna crash out
Ehhh man i'm just trolling
.40 like a whistle pick it up and then I start blowing
Run the song back 100 times I like how i'm flowing
Touched down bought some bustdowns but that's all i'm showing
How can I die if i'm in the living room?
How the hell you struggle and eat with silver spoons?
How you love his ahh and lead him to his doom?
I swear to god y'all boys got me so confused
My momma caught me sippin wock I said it's grape soda
Took the spanish plug out the hood and bought him Qdoba
Treat a thot like a bad kid ima bend her over
And she speak a lil bit of spanish "take off your ropa"
Shot his momma crib had her screaming like a church choir
Brodie wont shut up treat the blunt like a pacifier
In the car going on a drill pass me the fire
Until I make a 100 million dollars I can't retire
She got a big booty hit it once and tell her "Go home"
Shorty tryna fight me after that now she got no phone
If she got a big head that mean she giving good dome
Put a couple bullets in his heart I got good chrome
Shorty bad as hell and she kinda built like Mewto
She got a lil bit of face fat she need to mew too
Take her to store and ice her out just like an Igloo
Hit her off a perc for hours Ion need a blue chew
Your shorty not a dime piece you forgot about inflation
Ion gotta type but I love a thick Jamaican
She think i'm her man I'll take her out but I ain't paying
Thought my ex was a good girl but she was Satan
Beat my pockets like an alcoholic now they swollen
Slapped my girl cuz she called me fat but she was trolling
I got G.O.A.T status like L-E-B-R-O-N
Left a opp on seen hit him twice now my phone dead
Cheated on my girl a hundred times and I said I wouldn't
Bro left a opp brain dead and the cord I pulled it
Asked bro "Should I crash out?" he said I shouldn't
How you tryna throw stones u in a glass house
How you call me broke you can't even pull some cash out
I been counting racks man I been in the trap house
Shorty broke my heart damn i'm finna crash out
Ehhh man i'm just trolling
.40 like a whistle pick it up and then I start blowing
Run the song back 100 times I like how i'm flowing
Touched down bought some bustdowns but that's all i'm showing
How can I die if i'm in the living room?
How the hell you struggle and eat with silver spoons?
How you love his ahh and lead him to his doom?
I swear to god y'all boys got me so confused
My momma caught me sippin wock I said it's grape soda
Took the spanish plug out the hood and bought him Qdoba
Treat a thot like a bad kid ima bend her over
And she speak a lil bit of spanish "take off your ropa"
Shot his momma crib had her screaming like a church choir
Brodie wont shut up treat the blunt like a pacifier
In the car going on a drill pass me the fire
Until I make a 100 million dollars I can't retire
She got a big booty hit it once and tell her "Go home"
Shorty tryna fight me after that now she got no phone
If she got a big head that mean she giving good dome
Put a couple bullets in his heart I got good chrome
Shorty bad as hell and she kinda built like Mewto
She got a lil bit of face fat she need to mew too
Take her to store and ice her out just like an Igloo
Hit her off a perc for hours Ion need a blue chew
Your shorty not a dime piece you forgot about inflation
Ion gotta type but I love a thick Jamaican
She think i'm her man I'll take her out but I ain't paying
Thought my ex was a good girl but she was Satan
Beat my pockets like an alcoholic now they swollen
Slapped my girl cuz she called me fat but she was trolling
I got G.O.A.T status like L-E-B-R-O-N
Left a opp on seen hit him twice now my phone dead
Writer: Jaelen Correa
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid