I JUST CRASHED MY CAR by YRB Shoota Lyrics
[Intro]
DJ Gangsta on that track! Yeah!
[Chorus: YRB Shoota]
I just crashed my car
It was going fast
I am spitting bars [Huh?]
'Bout to land on mars [Yeah, ay]
[Verse 1: YRB Shoota]
It was going so fast that we nearly crashed and died
Now we are having flashbacks like every single night
Oh dear god (x3) I really want to die
Shout out to YRB Gunna, that's my guy
YRB Killah will shoot a gun, at you and you and you
He's got all the guns and the money and the drugs like we do
Yeah, yeah
I've got the money and the drip
I might just hold hands with your girl
Might take her to the jewller
And look and buy nothing because I'd rather save my money
And invest in some stocks, and some shares
For my favourite tea company
Cause they make the best tea
Shout out to Lipton
It's amazing yeah
[Verse 2: YRB Gunna]
Got Tim's sister in my car
Was driving to my apartment, yuh yuh
I crashed that fucking car
I was in a Ford Focus, yeah I'm on that rap focus
Yeah (x8)
Lots of racks, lots of tracks [racks racks]
Lots of tracks, been getting racks
We got stacks and stacks and stacks and stacks of racks
And racks and stacks (x3) [and all the racks and stacks yeah]
Yeah, we rich, we got lots of bitches [Yeah, women!] and cars
[Bridge: YRB Shoota]
Aye (x5)
Yuh (x5)
[Verse 3: YRB Killah]
Yuh, aye, yuh
I have all the money, all the cash
I got all the cash in my pockets and the guns
The guns, I can [I can] shoot you because I have my gun
I've got chains and I've got watches
I've got more chains and more watches
Because I'm better than you I swear to god
And I can shoot you because I have a gun
And I got my watch, my chain
And I get all the girls
Girls always love me because I have chains [yuh]
[Bridge: YRB Shoota and YRB Killah]
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye
(laughing)
[Chorus: YRB Shoota]
I just crashed my car
It was going fast
I am spitting bars [Huh?]
'Bout to land on mars [Yeah, ay]
[Outro: YRB Shoota and YRB Gunna]
This one goes out to all the haters
We got all the racks [Got the racks]
We got all the money
Yuh
(singing)
Aye, aye, yuh, yuh
Aye, got all the bread
DJ Gangsta on that track! Yeah!
[Chorus: YRB Shoota]
I just crashed my car
It was going fast
I am spitting bars [Huh?]
'Bout to land on mars [Yeah, ay]
[Verse 1: YRB Shoota]
It was going so fast that we nearly crashed and died
Now we are having flashbacks like every single night
Oh dear god (x3) I really want to die
Shout out to YRB Gunna, that's my guy
YRB Killah will shoot a gun, at you and you and you
He's got all the guns and the money and the drugs like we do
Yeah, yeah
I've got the money and the drip
I might just hold hands with your girl
Might take her to the jewller
And look and buy nothing because I'd rather save my money
And invest in some stocks, and some shares
For my favourite tea company
Cause they make the best tea
Shout out to Lipton
It's amazing yeah
[Verse 2: YRB Gunna]
Got Tim's sister in my car
Was driving to my apartment, yuh yuh
I crashed that fucking car
I was in a Ford Focus, yeah I'm on that rap focus
Yeah (x8)
Lots of racks, lots of tracks [racks racks]
Lots of tracks, been getting racks
We got stacks and stacks and stacks and stacks of racks
And racks and stacks (x3) [and all the racks and stacks yeah]
Yeah, we rich, we got lots of bitches [Yeah, women!] and cars
[Bridge: YRB Shoota]
Aye (x5)
Yuh (x5)
[Verse 3: YRB Killah]
Yuh, aye, yuh
I have all the money, all the cash
I got all the cash in my pockets and the guns
The guns, I can [I can] shoot you because I have my gun
I've got chains and I've got watches
I've got more chains and more watches
Because I'm better than you I swear to god
And I can shoot you because I have a gun
And I got my watch, my chain
And I get all the girls
Girls always love me because I have chains [yuh]
[Bridge: YRB Shoota and YRB Killah]
Yuh, aye, yuh, aye
(laughing)
[Chorus: YRB Shoota]
I just crashed my car
It was going fast
I am spitting bars [Huh?]
'Bout to land on mars [Yeah, ay]
[Outro: YRB Shoota and YRB Gunna]
This one goes out to all the haters
We got all the racks [Got the racks]
We got all the money
Yuh
(singing)
Aye, aye, yuh, yuh
Aye, got all the bread