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We aint waiting, fuck patience
Don't get mad just get glad 
You'll end up in a trash bag 
At a crash pad
With a max pad
And then i'll hash tag in

What kind of people live in these houses?
What kind of sad dad
Scratches in this crash-pad?
T-shirts or blouses?
Torn jeans or trousers?
What

and bust back
You ain't crash pad
You ain't kingpin of South Memphis, you can hush that
You ain't whack a nigga in broad daylight
You ain't never been

bout the days that I didn't have a crash pad
Lookin like a joke
Somethin you could laugh at
Bet you don't laugh now
No, I won't back down
Lil nigga but I

incomplete
I'm on Nickelodeon with my slimes
I'm ballin, ballin I'm ballin I'm ballin, it's my time
Gas bags of this, crash pad at your crib
Cashing in,

finally understand
You arrive and find a crash pad for a dance and a song
But still, you find everything is wrong
You have to change the way you're thinking

So i can, do as I please because then A's and B's
Ensured I gotta crash pad for tough times
For when this industry starts moving slow and it's crunch

understand
You arrive and find a crash pad for a dance and a song
But still you find everything is wrong
You have to change the way you're thinking and not

shit
Except my ass to kiss
(Cause I'm a bad ass)
Might just turn it to hashtag
Beat a bitch need a crash pad
Get in yo ass if you act bad
One up on me

a spotlight on everything we really had
Exactly what we needed and in our shitty little punk crash pad 

Looking back again on what we lacked back then 
It’s

or getting laughed at
Lately I been having flashbacks
I ain't have nowhere to go the whip the crash pad
I don't care for hashtags
Bruh I coulda really told ya

But that just ain't the place for me
I'm here for a short time
And not a long time
Any other variable sounds like a hard time
We could hit the crash pad

the bottom, no need for a crash pad
Not here for the money but hey, where the cash at
Came in the game, now I run it like a halfback
I stopped making music,

no problem
Girl, I got just what you want, yeah
Bad, bad, you can do bad on your own
Crash pad, you can treat my crib like your home
I get flashbacks

it
Climbing till I fall, got you pulling out the crash pad

Speed it up, now slow that shit down
You keep talking, mouth moving, no sound
They didn't

backpack shawty come over attack that
Pull up with the sticks like it's Baghdad
Scratch that stage dive a show

Down below they my crash pad
Can't we just

your chest out
With a gold bottle
I got mo money so that mo problems
Big wires we don't cash app
I air a body like a crash pad
You been fell off

Dancepack

Volcano Choir

Repave

2013

ya make it stop
The dancepack's looking for a crash pad spot
I'm all loan
I'm at the top of the pack

Lay to the people and maid to the pines

Mac and Brad

Scarface

The Truth

1999

and Brad
Come through all black
no mask and crash your pad
8 clips 4 hammers desert eagle the place
Nobody but Sigel and Face
You Feel that
(Spoken)

No Brakes No Pads

No crash straight gas



Summertime in the trenches feel like it’s freezing cold

If I was walk wit my shorty just know she got

Snakeskin on the Gucci-bag
Living life man I can't get enough of it
Crash land at my brand new pad
Split the profit then I just double it
Triple it,

on me 
I look like diamonds all on my own tho
Those are not diamonds that is all my glow

Avalanche cause all that's ass crash on me (Crash)
Landing pad

Heart attack
Too much booty cardiac
Whole Lotta red where carti at
Fuck covid were the parties at
Get fucked up and crash your pad
Girls live on recruit

we sure to win
Groupies try to crash the pad
Weight up on my shoulders been
Different since I been that nigga
It's just now I know the shit
And I done