CRASH (prod. bomatic)

Lyrics

Yeah Bomatic V-spice I keep my foot on the gas I'm doing 100 I think I might crash Watch how we go through pack I'm coming in first you coming in last I try to keepitastack I stayin my placeI'm not with the cap You either fake or you facts you need a new face you need a new mask Stackin money I can't run out of paper Actin funny cuz I know you a traitor Servin hits they must think im a waiter Servin hits like tennis im a player Im Djokovic cuz I stay winning majors Throwin fits step outside see you later Close my fist keep a grip on my haters Cut em out I cuz stay giving tapers (On beat drop) Stacking up paper Pocket Bottega Flamin Hot Cheetos straight out the bodega Stick with my brands Dickies my pants I got my name on my shirt and my fans I got the game in the palm of my hand Hop in a train every time that I land You staining the Name on the shirt of my brand Just stay in your Lane you could not understand