[Chorus]

Crash the whip, yeah crash the whip, Glock 19 buddy pass the fifth Gotta go gas the spliff, rapping ass niggas yeah I rap for kicks

Better yet Yami rap for chips, counting my stack I done mastered Clips, Yami ain’t coming last for shit

Crash the whip, yeah crash the whip, Glock 19 buddy pass the fifth Gotta go gas the spliff, rapping ass niggas yeah I rap for kicks

Better yet Yami rap for chips, counting my stack I done mastered Clips, Yami ain’t coming last for shit

[Verse 1]

Imma swerve, I won’t miss you, what’s the word? Thirty gone clip You, dirty bird, got my stencil, she absurd, whipping utensils

Remember them nights writing raps wit my pencil

Now I got the block open extensile, crashin the whip leave him Bloody like menstrual, choppa go so retarded it special

I got a K wit ya face and ya name on it, watch the way bullets lay When I spray sonic , she got no body I’m paying for cake on it

Now she mines she writing my name on it, top on the freeway I’m Right on the verge, they in my lane steady jacking to merge

I might just black send em boys to the dirt, you coming my way

Imma crash on your turf

[Chorus 2]

Crash the whip, yeah crash the whip, Glock 19 buddy pass the fifth Gotta go gas the spliff, rapping ass niggas yeah I rap for kicks

Better yet Yami rap for chips, counting my stack I done mastered Clips, Yami ain’t coming last for shit

Crash the whip, yeah crash the whip, Glock 19 buddy pass the fifth Gotta go gas the spliff, rapping ass niggas yeah I rap for kicks

Better yet Yami rap for chips, counting my stack I done mastered Clips, Yami ain’t coming last for shit

[Verse 2]

Golden like Bond, up in my face really I ain’t been fond

Might catch a case tempter ticking like bomb, riding for life talking Something like Dom, Tarantino wit the flick of my palm, i’m flipping Cash with my wrist I go on, I ain’t stopping till the billing get long

Speed racing to the money I’m strong ,never sleeping I ain’t got no Alarm, ducking five cause they doing us wrong, niggas hating but we Smoking like bong, ducking smoke we gone beat you like toms

I ain’t got much else on my mind but catching your whip on tape

I’m off like a ghost .. you ain’t seeing nothing MiYami done slid on Play

[Chorus 3]

Crash the whip, yeah crash the whip, Glock 19 buddy pass the fifth Gotta go gas the spliff, rapping ass niggas yeah I rap for kicks

Better yet Yami rap for chips, counting my stack I done mastered Clips, Yami ain’t coming last for shit

Crash the whip, yeah crash the whip, Glock 19 buddy pass the fifth Gotta go gas the spliff, rapping ass niggas yeah I rap for kicks

Better yet Yami rap for chips, counting my stack I done mastered Clips, Yami ain’t coming last for shit