Rio Da Yung OG - Crash Dummy Lyrics

I don't even sell poppy seeds
Wish a nigga would
Yeah, we got Marc in this bitch, nigga
This shit legendary, nigga (give me some cash)
Oh, yeah, Legendary just went platinum too, though, like
And it went gold first though, like
We goin' ten times though
This shit just the beginning

Nigga, give me five years, I'm up a hundred M's
Kick a nigga head in in some butter Timbs
But they was Louis V with the monogram
Nigga, put it on a scale, that is not a gram
Left a brick in the cold and it got a tan
Ten thousand for some Levi cotton pants
With the crosses on 'em, bitch, these Chrome Hearts
Bitch said she love me, I ain't say shit, I got a cold heart
I'm finna show you two M's when my phone charge
I was just in the feds, havin' Freeze by phone cards, nigga
Now I'm back to it
Come on bullshit and get whacked stupid
Five days home, got the bag movin'
'Member callin' Bud, askin' bring a nickel bag to me
Back in 2017, I was a crash dummy
Thirty racks in blues, but this cash money
Nigga, I got my son money
Take ten thousand back, that's his gun money
You wanna do a tape with me? Give me one hundred
Told him throw the bag to me and he pump punted
Ghazi just called, he got somethin' for me
All pink 50s on me, I got punk money
I got gay money, I got straight money
Nigga, I was spendin' Drake money
I'm only gon' come outside, you got pape for me
Bitch' ass kinda fat, but her face ugly
KB on some bullshit, he threw a K to me
But I caught it
Shouldn't have took them five years, shoulda fought it
IRS just called tryna do an audit
They don't even know I spent all the dog shit
We got a thousand rounds on us, we at Paul's shit
Nigga, on Clyde O'Rose
Just told my bitch, "Don't lie no more"
Then the bitch lied again, okay, she gotta go
Another nigga died again, call it adios
With some slime niggas that'll wipe your nose
You got on trash bag pants, I don't like your clothes
I just had to tell my bitch how I fight your rose
I'm goin' to get a platinum prezi, all I used to buy is Rolls
Nigga, and I ain't really buy gold
I need a Perc-30 right now, where Michael?
Don't jump in the beef 'cause you'll die too
I just had to tell dog I want up, now he fired too
Bitch, I'm a gangster, but I cry too
I got ten racks on me, tryna buy shoes
One pair, ain't pullin' up to your stu less a gun there
Can't believe they shot my house up while my son there
Then I cussed you out, you got a gun in here?
I'm on pre-trial, bitch, pussy so wet, I need three towels
Bought a 25V supercharged, twenty-three miles
Yeah, ain't nobody drove it yet
You still got your Track, ain't nobody stole it yet
Bought my bitch a Range Rover and she totaled it
Went back to highs, had to get her some of the lower shit