Crash Out Songtext
Switch These Lanes
Ride on Blades
Grey Be the Gang
Yeah We on the Same Thing
I Ain't Got to Aim
But I Could Get You Touched Up
Eight Ounce in the Liter
I Can't Kick That Cup

Living Like Fuck It
Im Crashing
Ive Been Up Popping
Since Last Week
Baby on That Drama
You Can Miss Me
Only Want Commas
No Besties
Let Me Know
If I Drop These Pills
That Fasho
Smoke Pack After Pack
Where’d It Go?
Bitch Dont Blow My High
Let Me Flow
Sorry Baby I Can't Love You
Im on Go…
Where You Won't Find Em
Dont Miss Me
I Ain't With the Drama
Dont Tempt Me
I Could Get It Popping Like…

.45 Cock Back
Let It Blow
Ahh
Simmer Down Sucka
Try Me You Get Fucked Up
Riding With a Cutter
Tell Me Where I Stuttered?
Tryna Fuck This Bitch
But Lately She Been
Acting Stuck Up
Money Cars and Clothes and Hoes
I Guess I Gotta Suffer
Balling Like the Rucker
Tats on Me Like Barker
59 Problems
Ain't No Hoe Could Ever Bother
Drag Em to the River
Neck Be Flooded
VV Water
I Been on the Field
And a Pill
Like the Bubble…

Switch These Lanes
Ride on Blades
Grey Be the Gang
Yeah We on the Same Thing
I Ain't Got to Aim
But I Could Get You Touched Up
Eight Ounce in the Liter
I Can't Kick That Cup

Living Like Fuck It
Im Crashing
Ive Been Up Popping
Since Last Week
Baby on That Drama
You Can Miss Me
Only Want Commas
No Besties
Let Me Know
If I Drop These Pills
That Fasho
Smoke Pack After Pack
Where’d It Go?
Bitch Dont Blow My High
Let Me Flow
Sorry Baby I Can't Love You
Im on Go…
Where You Won't Find Em
Dont Miss Me
I Ain't With the Drama
Dont Tempt Me
I Could Get It Popping Like…

Baby Nine Cock Back
Let It Blow
Ahh…
Simmer Down Sucka
Try Me You Know What Up
Hundred Thousand Hoes
Really I Dont Even Want Em
Passing Down the Block
Im on the Northside
With That Drama
Ain't No Dj
But Ive Been Mixing Like Serato
Addy With the Pharma
Smoking on a Opper
Hermes for the Bag
And She Keep My Pistol on Her
Going Out Sad
Never That
Dont You Wonder
Put a Bitch on Blade
Leave a Stain
Either One of Em…

Switch These Lanes
Ride on Blades
Grey Be the Gang
Yeah We on the Same Thing
I Ain't Got to Aim
But I Could Get You Touched Up
Eight Ounce in the Liter
I Can't Kick That Cup