OMB Peezy, Sherwood Marty, Sherwood Flame - Crash Out lyrics

You got your pistol, I got mine
Finna go on and exercise 'em
I'ma chase 'em down with this nine
My first mission won't leave my mind
Niggas fake, I see through the lies
Cut 'em off when I see the signs
Put a bullet up in his mind
Won't get the chance to use that iron
You don't want it, me and my niggas hungry
Bitch it's time to eat
Hit your block with a black mask and
Have you runnin' down the street
My lil homie catch bodies from
Put him on his feet
Won't beef over hoes unless he
Disrespect me 'bout his freak
Mama pray for me
Prison ain't the place for me
But I gotta keep that iron
'Cause my shine they wanna take from me
Banging on that block then I'ma bring
It to the place he sleep
I do murder for hire
Call Uber kill the agency
Know I keep that fire
So a nigga ain't gon' play with me
Even if I ain't got it
Real niggas gon' relate to me
Pussy nigga keep running his
Mouth I'ma disable him somebody bout to die
I'm finna send him straight to sleep

Before I go to sleep I tell
My mama pray for me
I gotta keep the heat 'cause I'm
Knee deep up in these streets
I can't deal with disrespect
Man these niggas gotta see
We gon' ride 'bout where they at
All week on the creep
Man a nigga tryna kill somethin', crash out
Catch a body pull up where they at
Show 'em that we violent
Kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up, pull up with them fifties
We don't play about it

First time a nigga play
You better set examples
Nigga really with the shit
Ask your favorite rapper
Nigga been getting rich
Ask your favorite trapper how we gon' eat
If we really listen to the pastor?
They be lettin' niggas slide
If he cross you better ride
Go make that nigga die
Shoot his ass nine times
Better shoot him in his eyes while
He peeking out the blinds
In the streets it ain't no rules
It get real in a second so
You better keep a tool
It get rough in Baton Rouge
We know the shit we do so we
Gon' take that bitch to school
Nigga we ain't tryna lose
Ever go against us
We gon' put him on the news
Me and my niggas act a fool
I'ma show 'em how to get it
And they goin' with they move

Before I go to sleep I tell
My mama pray for me
I gotta keep the heat 'cause I'm
Knee deep up in these streets
I can't deal with disrespect
Man these niggas gotta see
We gon' ride 'bout where they at
All week on the creep
Man a nigga tryna kill somethin', crash out
Catch a body pull up where they at
Show 'em that we violent
Kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up, pull up with them fifties
We don't play about it

Just like male cheerleaders
Nigga tryna catch a body
Jackin' used to be my hobby, jacket on me
That's Versace one already in the head
Bullets come out if you cocky
Pistols spark for acting cocky
Beams on 'em then the bullets fire
Look just like paparazzi
Automatic, try to dodge it
It's gon' be hard just like a Floyd fight
When he boxin' all my cells detox
These niggas want be like me
See through just like diamonds
Get checked just like Nike's
Bitch bite just like Tyson
Gunshots if I'm fightin'
Ride dirty with no license
Artillery like ISIS
Got all the drugs and the right prices
On the run when I hear sirens
I'm in the field like Matt Ryan
He ain't in the field, he bench riding
My younger homie been slidin'
Forty got the punch, I ain't talkin' Hawaiian
You a big pussy just like a lion
I'm in the water just like a pirate
Love the green just like an
Got two names like Miley Cyrus
Goin' up like I'm rock climbing
More cutters than Bin Laden

Before I go to sleep I tell
My mama pray for me
I gotta keep the heat 'cause I'm
Knee deep up in these streets
I can't deal with disrespect
Man these niggas gotta see
We gon' ride 'bout where they at
All week on the creep
Man a nigga tryna kill somethin', crash out
Catch a body pull up where they at
Show 'em that we violent
Kill somethin', crash out, catch a body
Pull up, pull up with them fifties
We don't play about it