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A Man - Crashed Dat Bitch Lyrics

Riding in that Tonka, you can't see me, windows black, ha (Damn, Trgc made that?)
F*ckin' on your thottie, yeah, I broke that b*tch's back (Back)
Yeah, this a big body, this Mercedes, not no Scat' (Scat')
I said, "f*ck that lil' old Masi'", go two hundred, then I crash, ha" (Yeah)
B*tch, I'm off these pills and I crashed out (Phew)
First, I crack the seal and then I pass out
Why you tryna jack the swag? You can't jack my style (What?, phew)
Pull up, yeah, Lamb', yeah, shmunked it out (Phew, bah)

[Chorus: Tristan]
Yeah, riding in the Bentley, yeah, the Bentley truck
Yeah, they said to change my ways, but I don't give no f*ck
F*ck, I crashed that b*tch, I— (f*ck)
I pulled up, then I— (f*ck)
Yеah (f*ck)
I don't give no— (f*ck)
We don't give no— (f*ck)
Yеah (f*ck)
Yeah-yeah (f*ck)

[Verse: Aman & Tristan ]
F*ck, I don't give no f*cks at all (f*ck)
Yeah (f*ck), take a bad pill, this a Barbie doll (f*ck)
She wanted to meet me her whole life (Yeah, f*ck), and then she reeked it off (f*ck, let's go)
Talking 'bout my clothes (f*ck), pants, and my draws
That b*tch thought she broke me (f*ck), what you got is like a Sensy ball (f*ck)
Why is my new b*tch like, "Bring new Yen"? (f*ck) Just like a broken jaw (Huh?)
Matter of fact, just gave her cash, 'cause it ain't no tax involved
B*tch, I'm high, geeked out my ass, no perm, I can't relax at all (Uh-uh)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout no, um, pus*y, 'cause I am a nasty dog (Yeah)
Pulled up in a yellow Lamb', just like it's a taxi though (f*ck)
I be in my f*ckin' pad just like it's a maxi though (f*ck)
Killed my opp and put him in my living room, that's tax evasion (f*ck)
"Ooh, you need to calm down slime" I can't, I'm a nasty germ
Takin' definition and I'm switchin' words and all the terms (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Tristan]
(Took the [?], it's not no Scat')
Riding in that Tonka, you can't see me, windows black, ha (Damn, Trgc made that?)
F*ckin' on your thottie, yeah, I broke that b*tch's back (Back)
Yeah, this a big body, this Mercedes, not no Scat' (Scat')
I said, "f*ck that lil' old Masi'", go two hundred, then I crash, ha" (Yeah)
B*tch, I'm off these pills and I crashed out (Phew)
First, I crack the seal and then I pass out
Why you tryna jack the swag? You can't jack my style (What?, phew)
Pull up, yeah, Lamb', yeah, shmunked it out (Bah)

[Chorus: Tristan]
Yeah, riding in the Bentley, yeah, the Bentley truck
Yeah, they said to change my ways, but I don't give no f*ck
F*ck, I crashed that b*tch, I— (f*ck)
I pulled up, then I— (f*ck)
Yeah (f*ck)
I don't give no— (f*ck)
We don't give no— (f*ck)
Yeah (f*ck)
Yeah-yeah (f*ck)