Scrams - Crash lyrics

[Intro: ZN] Things on things in a ride Why you think the tape's so sick, like four door whip? Jump out savage on him Jump out savage on pricks, I love this sh** Big batty girl one love I could never love that b**h like love this sh** Big batty girl one love I could never love that b**h [Verse 1: Stampface] Remember that Levi on a dark night Took man's stuff like hold tight Me and bro laughed for the whole night You talk about P but I show mine, me and my Gs get guap You won't understand cause you're soft, none of my n***as are washed Come through with gang, no grub get boshed Food round here peng, I'm buzzed [?] 10 out of 10 Tell a friend go tell all their friends, S-T got best on ends Treat gal like skeng, I beat her again and again Again and again, again and again and again and again She try'na cuff me, what we had gotta come to an end I swear her arse too fat, face come brown and peng And the weed too loud, bud come green and leng I'll do it for bro, but I won't do it for a friend (No way) Used to be bad back then, darg right now you're a has-been (Neek) Sneak diss on the net, see me in flesh, what's happening? We don't play no games, but manna show you that backspin Trap, trap, trap all day, now manna holler at Yazmine [Hook: ZN] Them man crash with words, I beg man crash with his gun, .44 spin .44 kicks off mad, when man jump out they run like too much chat Lil' man got that pack, oh now he ain't see funds, you got 2 days 2 days left for the pack and I beg little man take long, man's on things Things on things in a ride, why you think the tape's so sick like four door whip Jump out savage on him, jump out savage on pricks, I love this sh** Big batty girl, one love, I could never love that b**h like love this sh** Big batty girl, one love, I could never love that b**h [Verse 2: ZN] Made couple tunes with the gang, now it's mad cause the bros seem eager Heard couple man want me dead, put an M on my head like Vegeta (Super Saiyan) You can ask all of the gang, you ain't road and you won't get a feature Don't believe ya, don't believe ya when you say you're a squeezer I'm like shooter, couple man over this side true booters I got love for them, sold for them, I put any shank in a loser Talk about streets, put the life that I live on the beat Still up on the block, got my bro's blood under my feet Take it skeet, got word that the new girl's peak All of the road that I do when I ain't seen home in weeks What about sleep? I'll sleep when I make some sheep (when I make some money) They say that I'm sick in the head cause I love when the opps-dem bleed Love for the hill, I've been letting it go for a deal They in love with the gang, cause they know that we're keeping it real Love for the hill, I've been letting it go for a deal They're in love with the gang, cause they know that we're keeping it gang, gang, gang [Hook: ZN] Them man crash with words, I beg man crash with his gun, .44 spin .44 kicks off mad, when man jump out they run like too much chat Lil' man got that pack, oh now he ain't see funds, you got 2 days 2 days left for the pack and I beg little man take long, man's on things Things on things in a ride, why you think the tape's so sick like four door whip Jump out savage on him, jump out savage on pricks, I love this sh** Big batty girl, one love, I could never love that b**h like love this sh** Big batty girl, one love, I could never love that b**h [Verse 3: Scrams] Let's take it back, old days we was locking off shubs Anywhere the opps-dem party, ten toes I was out in my boogs Him saying bad boy, which part? You can't trust these man, they're just crooks And if it don't make you cash, boy just stay in your books I do ride like f** this Or I dial up bro, I got war, let's wash this Blade that brown, try'na see bags on boxes Scoring my shots, I ain't try'na take no losses (no way, no way) I swear the opps-dem fake, cah many times where I been there I see no one's face, like come, let's play (come on) Me and bro in the trap, show me and bro get paid (cash) Me and bro don't lack, man a boy don't get... Yeah I love it, still out here With my wild n***as and cousins (gang) Tell a boy that I got my poke I'm no bluffing (dip him out) And tell a girl she can get the D, no cuffing (she can get it) n***a she bugging [Hook: ZN] Them man crash with words, I beg man crash with his gun, .44 spin .44 kicks off mad, when man jump out they run like too much chat Lil' man got that pack, oh now he ain't see funds, you got 2 days 2 days left for the pack and I beg little man take long, man's on things Things on things in a ride, why you think the tape's so sick like four door whip Jump out savage on him, jump out savage on pricks, I love this sh** Big batty girl, one love, I could never love that b**h like love this sh** Big batty girl, one love, I could never love that b**h (gang, gang!)