DaBaby ● CRASH THE JEEP

[Intro]
Yeah
You bitch
Uh-huh
Let's do it
Mm, mm
Hm

[Chorus]
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
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[Intro]
Yeah
You bitch
Uh-huh
Let's do it
Mm, mm
Hm

[Chorus]
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nere' one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap

[Verse 1]
Fall on the floor in this bitch, show everybody you love me (Yeah, uh-huh)
I got them hoes in this bitch, hope she didn't come with her hubby (Yeah, I know)
I wasn't focused enough, I didn't know I was thuggin' (Yeah, but look)
I done got back on my shit, I already know I was buggin' (Yeah, aight)
Damn, how that ass so thick? You already know ain't no runnin' (And yeah, right)
Nigga put his hands on me, you already know I'ma bun him (Yeah, nigga)
I'll prolly damn near three, I already won us some money (Huh, say what?)
I don't celebrate damn Halloween, but you play, I'ma leave this bitch haunted (Ah!)

[Chorus]

Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nere' one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap

[Verse 2]
That ass lookin cheap
Yeah, I can tell she got it for the low or for free
Shots went off, I was on the scene
Police say they know it was me (Lil' nigga)
I been gettin' money for over a decade, I put the O with the G
Certified hustler, I go to work like a ese, I tell a hoe she could leave
Fuckin' these hoes like ridin' a bike, I do this shit easy
Last time I checked, I was the man on these streets
Ain't the type of nigga you gon' understand if you weak
Can't see me givin' a damn about a freak, that shit over, yeah
I take the weight of the mothafuckin world with one hand and put that on my shoulder
I'm like that, nigga

[Chorus]
Tryna get high, nigga, pass the weed
Feelings, they ain't even last a week
Wanna see me? You got fifteen minutes
Fuck the speed limit, bitch, crash the Jeep
They can walk in here deep as hell
Nere' one of them niggas bad as me
I can tell by lookin' at her BBL
That she ain't pay much and that ass was cheap

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