Destroy Lonely - Crash Out lyrics

(Boy)
(I just told Richie we rich)
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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

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, yeah
200 miles per hour

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

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

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

Bitch, let's go (Boy)