Vulture Love & Kodak Black - Crash Out
[Intro: Jit4 Stan & ]
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me chill
Mama, I’m in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
[Chorus: Jit4 Stan & ]
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me chill
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
Tryna run up a while, but I ride around now with this Glock
I'm takin’ it serious, but I like me better in that car, mm
[Verse: Jit4 Stan & ]
Me and bro conversate, he was once in my situation
I did not contemplate, industry, I'ma come and take it
Put my heart up in this shit, I’m a project baby
Tryna stay up out the mix, I can't let 'em take me
Got my pistol on me, this one here ain't got no safety
Streets been gettin' to me, somebody come please save me
Niggas keep fuckin' me with me, I'ma send ma dukes to Haiti
Crop that boy out the picture next day, that boy won't say cheese
Heard he was loafin' on his block, boy, that lo' got Swiss cheesed
Big bro tellin' me to stop, boy, this music shit sweet
I'm finna stop talking, on God, 'cause what the hell got into me?
Could you protect me from my heart? I could handle my enemies
[Chorus: Jit4 Stan & ]
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me chill
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
Tryna run up a while, but I ride around now with this Glock
I'm takin' it serious, but I like me better in that car, mm
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me chill
Mama, I’m in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
[Chorus: Jit4 Stan & ]
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me chill
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
Tryna run up a while, but I ride around now with this Glock
I'm takin’ it serious, but I like me better in that car, mm
[Verse: Jit4 Stan & ]
Me and bro conversate, he was once in my situation
I did not contemplate, industry, I'ma come and take it
Put my heart up in this shit, I’m a project baby
Tryna stay up out the mix, I can't let 'em take me
Got my pistol on me, this one here ain't got no safety
Streets been gettin' to me, somebody come please save me
Niggas keep fuckin' me with me, I'ma send ma dukes to Haiti
Crop that boy out the picture next day, that boy won't say cheese
Heard he was loafin' on his block, boy, that lo' got Swiss cheesed
Big bro tellin' me to stop, boy, this music shit sweet
I'm finna stop talking, on God, 'cause what the hell got into me?
Could you protect me from my heart? I could handle my enemies
[Chorus: Jit4 Stan & ]
I'm about to crash out, but everybody tellin' me chill
Mama, I'm in my bag now, your baby boy got you a crib
Tryna run up a while, but I ride around now with this Glock
I'm takin' it serious, but I like me better in that car, mm
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