HitEmUpTy – Crash Out (feat. Kyng Will) Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Opps been hiding when we see em you know we gone make em pay
I call my lil stepper curry see a opp and he gone spray
And my shooter he don't need no beam so I just call him clay
If we catch him we gone stretch him and that's word to my boy Dre
I'm just tired of giving all my love can't make you my lil bae
She was playing told her move around like Dre I'm not gone play
Move around ion f*ck with snakes
Anti social get away
Man my choppa blow so many opps I'm starting to think it's gay
Ain't no backshots it hit domes
Steady riding with the chrome
Tell lil shawty leave me lone she won't stop texting my phone
Ion wanna do her dirty I might f*ck her then I'm gone
And I know she got a husband I can't break a happy home
No I don't talk to the teens man you know all my bitches grown
Man I fucked and then forgot her name I like the way she moan
She a smoker she be stoned and her nudes they in my phone 
And she wanna f*ck my partner we gone play the 3-2 zone

I'm in magic they got ass out I pull that cash out
13 hoes I'm finna Nash out man watch me flash out
I pop pills until I pass out I'm finna crash out
All these hoes man I can't f*ck em all I'm finna smash out
Yeah smashing only hit it once and im passing
Weed in the whip so you know that im gassing
Ima hit up muddy and you know that we dashing
Heard he talking hard we gone split him like a fraction
Since he wanna talk tuff put him in a caption
Hit him with the 1 2 lights camera action
Since he wanna diss we gone give him a reaction
Heard he on the block so we gotta catch him lacking
I been making bangers since I dropped ion even rap
Treat your songs like Bobby Shmurda and just throw away the cap
I done put in hella work I think I deserve a nap
She say Ty when you gone stop that singing? I like when you rap

I'm just tired of giving all my love can't make you my lil bae
She was playing told her move around like Dre I'm not gone play
Move around ion f*ck with snakes
Anti social get away
Man my choppa blow so many oops I'm starting to think it's gay
Ain't no backshots it hit domes
Steady riding with the chrome
Tell lil shawty leave me lone she won't stop texting my phone
Ion wanna do her dirty I might f*ck her then I'm gone
And I know she got a husband I can't break a happy home
No I don't talk to the teens man you know all my bitches grown
Man I fucked and then forgot her name I like the way she moan
She a smoker she be stoned and her nudes they in my phone 
And she wanna f*ck my partner we gone play the 3-2 zone

All that acting you might go and break your leg on em
100 sum shots put it dead on him
I done put a lil bar put some red on him
I been sleeping with death in the bed homie
And we made us a baby
Damn another dead homie
And ion drive fast but I might damn sho put his hand on it
Out there on them Hanes I was posted where I'm staying
We was slanging canes on any anyone out there on any man
Running from his face I had to back up what I was saying
In the grave if a nigga play that's where he gone be laying
I been making bangers since I dropped ion even rap
Treat your songs like Bobby Shmurda and just throw away the cap
I done put in hella work I think I deserve a nap
She say Ty when you gone stop that singing?, I like when you rap
I'm just tired of giving all my love away can't make you my lil bae
She was playing told her move around like Dre I'm not gone play
Move around ion f*ck with snakes
Anti social get away
Man my choppa blow so many oops I'm starting to think it's gay