Northside Cam - CRASHOUT Lyrics

Like it's really f*ck my opps man
Like, never a vic like
Gangsta, like, like, like
Don't go out dumb I just go
Dumbed on a dummy for thinking he trying to score
Dumb out even with some hoes
I'ma make sure that her pussy was getting to flow
Said tired of dissing they jokes
What they really goin do when they see my bros?
And the police is booking fo sho
But i'm moving tact on my feet still stand ten toes
Crash out now i'm bout to spazz
Everybody shot I ain't giving no daps
If you dumbing out make sure you crash
Crash, I'ma make sure opp thots giving ass
And the shit that I seen made me beam
But I'm still on point I got knocks when I go up to Keene
That's how I keep it a bean
I'm in the bean off a bean give a f*ck
Where I be
Crash out I'ma flock for a thrill
Pop opp get popped just like a pill like wait
No matter this shit getting real
I'ma be clutching my ARP for them kills
On the hill I was trying to explore
I can't wait 'til i catch me a four like boom it's a new opp shot through his core
How ya bros ain't get back for ya gore
Don't go out dumb I just go
Dumbed on a dummy for thinking he trying to score
Dumb out even with some hoes
I'ma make sure that her pussy was getting to flow
Said tired of dissing they jokes
What they really goin do when they see my bros?
And the police is booking fo sho
But i'm moving tact on my feet still stand ten toes
Crash out now i'm bout to spazz
Everybody shot I ain't giving no daps
If you dumbing out make sure you crash
Crash, I'ma make sure opp thots giving ass
And the shit that I seen made me beam
But I'm still on point I got knocks when I go up to Keene
That's how I keep it a bean
I'm in the bean off a bean give a f*ck
Where I be
Crash out I'ma flock for a thrill
Pop opp get popped just like a pill like wait
No matter this shit getting real
I'ma be clutching my ARP for them kills
On the hill I was trying to explore
I can't wait 'til i catch me a four like boom it's a new opp shot through his core
How ya bros ain't get back for ya gore
Said it's up in the cold not my phone on my finger that's trigger clutching on my pole
When you see red I see gold that's the reason I go on a mission come back flip packs for the low
In the store you got left they was trying to revive kept pumping his chest
But a dead got left hit f*cking wreck trying to go look for wreck you was dumb on that lick
Bust my gun in the air before you see a flick
On the trip when I'm flock when I flinch
Were was you at I was down on my dick
Twelve on my back trying to book me for shit
I been knowing this shit since a kid
Everyday I been losing my mind
So I'ma go take what's mine
Like Tz & the Nz we outside
Like, Like, NZ Up
Tz Up
Gang Gang
Glahh, Glahh, Glahh, Glahh Boom
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