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Joey Trap

Crash

 

Crash

(album: Trap Jack 3 - 2019)


All these niggas flexin check my diamonds don't need no flash
Walk up in the store I buy it all AINT checkin no tags
Just got me a whip I did not lease I bought that hoe cash
Sippin Hennessy up in the whip I hope I don't crash

Catch me in the spaceship out in traffic I be moving
These niggas wish they never hated on me it amuse me
Bitches wanna be my baby momma I refuse it
I don't give a fuck about yo problems bitch it's too bad

I remember back when I was broke ain't have a penny
Now I buy whatever cus I know that I got plenty
Bro got the revolver
He shootin till it's empty
Hire me a chef I'm eatin good my pockets healthy

Look inside my hood that bitch a v8 ,oh wait
How these niggas broke but yet they still hate oh wait
Running red lights tryin not to crash (Thooter!)
Cus if she top me when I steer then I hit the gas
Look

All these niggas flexin check my diamonds don't need no flash
Walk up in the store I buy it all AIN'T checkin no tags
Just got me a whip I did not lease I bought that hoe cash
Sippin Hennessy up in the whip I hope I don't crash

Catch me in the spaceship out in traffic I be moving
These niggas wish they never hated on me it amuse me
Bitches wanna be my baby mom I refuse it
I don't give a fuck about yo problems bitch it's too bad
I remember back when I was broke ain't have a pennie
Now I buy whatever cus I know that I got plenty
Bro got the revolver
He shootin till it's empty
Hire me a chef I'm eatin good my pockets healthy
My whip is on 20's
Please don't tell your friends that we is friends cus I'm not friendly
And I made this beat too
And my attitude is fuck you

All these niggas flexin check my diamonds don't need no flash
Walk up in the store I buy it all AIN'T checkin no tags
Just got me a whip I did not lease I bought that hoe cash
Sippin Hennessy up in the whip I hope I don't crash

Catch me in the spaceship out in traffic I be moving
These niggas wish they never hated on me it amuse me
Bitches wanna be my baby momma I refuse it
I don't give a fuck about yo problems bitch it's too bad

I remember back when I was broke ain't have a penny
Now I buy whatever cus I know that I got plenty

done

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