Yan Mulaaa - Crash Course Lyrics

I just put 200 on the dash board
I can give you sauce here's a Crash Course!
He want smoke we going give him what he ask for
I got some shooters yeah my shooters like a task force
Ring the doorbell then hit the backdoor
Run right in the safe like what these racks for
I'm nice nigga so these verses gotta tax for em
The dice nigga yeah I rolled em cause I asked for em

Yeah aye stop playing with me
I got some bitches, and some bottles
And the gang with me!
Aye iont gang bang but the gang bang with me
If she don't look just like a model she can't hang with me. Yeah!
Foreign whip equipped with forgiattos
When I'm in LA I'm staying in a condo!
You ain't in LA boy you can't pay yo car note rolling loud
I'm stuffing Ls I'm rolling up a taco
Got demons from hell boy they a stuff yo taco
I be getting cheese blue cheese that cheese that's nachos
And I got some papis they be my hermanos
Throwing packs I'm runnin back I call my nigga flacko

Ring the doorbell then hit the backdoor
Run right in the safe like what these racks for
I'm nice nigga so these verses gotta tax for em
The dice nigga yeah I rolled em cause I asked for em
Ring the doorbell then hit the backdoor
Run right in the safe like what these racks for
I'm nice nigga so these verses gotta tax for em
The dice nigga yeah I rolled em cause I asked for em