A.M (410) - Crash lyrics
[Intro: Skengdo (Y. Rendo) & AM] 2bunny I don't need to @ my man I'm onto him and he knows, he knows it C4 3 GB, 3 S-Man, 3 TS Look how many times we lurked And the feds came just in time (lucky) My bros Tell the opps stop tweetin' [Verse 1: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)] Smoke bare loud to the dome Them man know not to lack round me Get way, the chance is O Just had a word with bro Then I had to dash that phone The pack came true it's nuts Got link yam and that's bro Darg these streets are cold I don't need to @ my man I'm onto him and he knows Been in the field with gang That's way before ten toes And these feds wanna lock me Probably watching me on roads Badders on me just slop it Then I pa** it onto my bro And who thinks they're really on They see 4s and they blow Got Savannah and Demi And bro take they up O He ain't coming back when he's f**ing done He's waiting on the reload TFace is a savage one Well you already got told [Hook: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)] 410 fiddy that's dads Everybody's bad until the boy gets crash Run, trip up, get stabbed Don't do it for the fans, darg But I got love for the fans Go get your money, go get your bread up And don't worry about man I swear certain man come like fans [Hook: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)] 410 fiddy that's dads Everybody's bad until the boy gets crash Run, trip up, get stabbed Don't do it for the fans, darg But I got love for the fans Go get your money, go get your bread up And don't worry about man I swear certain man come like fans [Verse 2: AM] See 25 C4s, CG same thing Crash 25 And them crashers f**ed in the head Just look at their eyes And that skududu all that woof Man'll get fried And, look how many times we lurked And the feds came just in time And she was tryna off her skirt Clearly she lost her mind b**h I want noddy Said it like a hundred times And feds wanna see my face I'm linked to a hundred crimes Got nicked like a hundred times Hella pum for them f**boys that love boys Can't reason with it Tings there just touch boys Them steroids go sleepy with it Ching ching, just cut boys can't Nuff toys man's made for the sh** Bad B don't cuff boys, just uck boys She's made for the dick Don't chat sh** it's bad for your head f** that yute he's chatting to feds Man don't talk, man rob Man don't talk, man clap instead Shotgun, soldier, batty in bench f** them girls who's catty for them Who what where? I'll marry a skeng Skududu dududu for them Skududu dududu for them I am the A and I am the M Skududu dududu for them Skududu dududu for them Skududu dududu for them [Hook: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)] 410 fiddy that's dads Everybody's bad until the boy gets crash Run, trip up, get stabbed Don't do it for the fans, darg But I got love for the fans Go get your money, go get your bread up And don't worry about man I swear certain man come like fans [Outro: Skengdo (Y. Rendo)] 410 fiddy that's dads... Crash..run, trip up, get stabbed Fans, darg...but I got love for the fans Go get your money, go get your bread up And don't worry about man I swear certain man come like fans