Crash Out lyrics

[Intro]
(Is this a hook, Tyler?)
(Hi, Toscani, haha)
Calling card on the gates, calling card
(I love, you Finessegod)

[Chorus]
If you don't know what money look like, look at me
Got on all my jewelry, Chrome Heart jeans and a all black tee
Lame n*gga, step out, this some gang business
On the freeway with Wockhardt, I be lane switchin'
In my city, I'm a legend went from rag to riches
Broke n*ggas hate my group 'cause we bag they b*tches
Ridin' 'round with your b*tch and my chain swinging
Brodie finna crash out, I told him, "Stay dangerous"

[Verse]
I'm pourin' up a frosty creams, you don't pour in that
Pour your lean inside a Sprite, mine don't go in that
You can't with R-Threezy 'cause it's solders only
If I can't find where you hidе at, I'ma smoke your homie
If you see me chuckin' Cs, that's thе gang-gang
You with us or you with them, and n*gga, don't change
I sip codeine every day, it's a lifestyle
If you wanna leave out with your life, you better pipe down
You know the gang in this b*tch, shred sh*t to pieces
Brodie paint sh*t with that chopper, he Mona Lisa
So much lean in my cup, I don't know what I pour
I make them bowls touch down, I be first and go
Chop a brick inside the trap, I'm a sensei
Baby f*ckin' with a baller, gettin' her rent paid
Finna buy my b*tch some jewelry, I'm just in the mood
Laughing at n*ggas with they pistol, like who you finna shoot?
[Chorus]
If you don't know what money look like, look at me
Got on all my jewelry, Chrome Heart jeans and a all black tee
Lame n*gga, step out, this some gang business
On the freeway with Wockhardt, I be lane switchin'
In my city, I'm a legend went from rag to riches
Broke n*ggas hate my group 'cause we bag they b*tches
Ridin' 'round with your b*tch and my chain swinging
Brodie finna crash out, I told him, "Stay dangerous"