Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
It's all stacked in the bag, I can't blow it too fast
But the way mandem be scheming all day
You gotta allow me to brag
You talking game I'm like triple h
Downtown we move heavy weights
Risk taker I never catch a case
They want smoke no cigarettes
I see the hate
While I blow gas into outer space
I don't take high roads when Lord knows
The green notes got no legs and no toes
I gotta go get it on my own
Fake friends I dispose
No bad energy can get close
Amen
I'm looking ridiculous
These rings all brand new
They talking well yh that's cool
Don't chat shit like you hit the loo
Yh chale we ride all day
Y'all still got Ls on your plate
This side nobody make way
Nowhere cool Accra we dey
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
Hollup hollup hollup hollup wait
You can't drink my soda
We never bump no shoulders
This game got me colder
While Im trapping out the yard
My life's been a roller coaster
Information hold all the power
I bet they never told ya ay
Street 101 always rep the block
Niggas think we done we just prepping up
Always up to something, dead beats in the yard they running from the don get an uppercut
Planting green green very long while my weeds stay stay very strong
Medication for my lungs, now watch your Tongue
If the koti come through we don't say shit
Counting stacks from the dice That's entertainment
If you see me with my sprite, don't freaking taste it
Less you ready for a trip that's outta freaking space yeah yeah yeah
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
Wyllz - Crash Lyrics
Wyllz - Crash Lyrics
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Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
It's all stacked in the bag, I can't blow it too fast
But the way mandem be scheming all day
You gotta allow me to brag
You talking game I'm like triple h
Downtown we move heavy weights
Risk taker I never catch a case
They want smoke no cigarettes
I see the hate
While I blow gas into outer space
I don't take high roads when Lord knows
The green notes got no legs and no toes
I gotta go get it on my own
Fake friends I dispose
No bad energy can get close
Amen
I'm looking ridiculous
These rings all brand new
They talking well yh that's cool
Don't chat shit like you hit the loo
Yh chale we ride all day
Y'all still got Ls on your plate
This side nobody make way
Nowhere cool Accra we dey
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
Hollup hollup hollup hollup wait
You can't drink my soda
We never bump no shoulders
This game got me colder
While Im trapping out the yard
My life's been a roller coaster
Information hold all the power
I bet they never told ya ay
Street 101 always rep the block
Niggas think we done we just prepping up
Always up to something, dead beats in the yard they running from the don get an uppercut
Planting green green very long while my weeds stay stay very strong
Medication for my lungs, now watch your Tongue
If the koti come through we don't say shit
Counting stacks from the dice That's entertainment
If you see me with my sprite, don't freaking taste it
Less you ready for a trip that's outta freaking space yeah yeah yeah
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
I be rolling that critical
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
It's all stacked in the bag, I can't blow it too fast
But the way mandem be scheming all day
You gotta allow me to brag
You talking game I'm like triple h
Downtown we move heavy weights
Risk taker I never catch a case
They want smoke no cigarettes
I see the hate
While I blow gas into outer space
I don't take high roads when Lord knows
The green notes got no legs and no toes
I gotta go get it on my own
Fake friends I dispose
No bad energy can get close
Amen
I'm looking ridiculous
These rings all brand new
They talking well yh that's cool
Don't chat shit like you hit the loo
Yh chale we ride all day
Y'all still got Ls on your plate
This side nobody make way
Nowhere cool Accra we dey
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
Hollup hollup hollup hollup wait
You can't drink my soda
We never bump no shoulders
This game got me colder
While Im trapping out the yard
My life's been a roller coaster
Information hold all the power
I bet they never told ya ay
Street 101 always rep the block
Niggas think we done we just prepping up
Always up to something, dead beats in the yard they running from the don get an uppercut
Planting green green very long while my weeds stay stay very strong
Medication for my lungs, now watch your Tongue
If the koti come through we don't say shit
Counting stacks from the dice That's entertainment
If you see me with my sprite, don't freaking taste it
Less you ready for a trip that's outta freaking space yeah yeah yeah
Swerving on all your subliminals
I be rolling that critical
Nobody stubborn my flow no be common, talk wrong we getting so physical
I aim for the dash, I'm leaning too fast I hope I don't crash yeah
Your baby girl mad, my money don't dance it's all stuffed in the bag
Writer: Prince Williams
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