Krash Out

By TB Stacka

On #ARCHIVES

Released on June 28, 2024

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[Intro]

(Come on)


[Verse]

Krash out at your partner's place

They can't get away

You should get the hell up out my face

If you feel a way

Bass boomin' that's the 808s

(That's the 808s)

I been stacking all these Figs like Jay

This bitch tryna come my way

Prada on me, I'm feeling like RAYE

ESOTER1A don't play

You know the way like Mkfray

Imma charge it, nigga, I'm feeling like Zay

Imma park it, CLS, valet

Go Starlets, wait, I'm underage

Heartless, really ain't got no shame

I'm an artist, baddies screaming my name

B1nnoo, dotz and my boy arcane

Imma ride for my brothers, forget all the fame

I've been wanting to put my whole name on a chain

Switch up my swag and I switch up the game

I'm in the back and she giving me brain

I feel like Bk, I'm going insane

Put in the work and I put in the pain

Trust me, boy, come get this fade

Og, been in this shit like kemi

Ride for my boyz, I ain't talkin' bout Remy

Yeah, I can't go in, I ain't ready

Money been talkin' I'm stacking the fetti

Murder the beat and I'm feelin' like Melly

Free all my boys that got locked in the celly

I don't play ball like Alli

Got a badina, she shaking nyash in the deli


[Outro]

(Some jokers, man)

(Turn up!)