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2 crashouts - pluto & youngboy never broke again lyrics

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[intro: pluto]
yeah, f*ck with gway, we gon’ (ke*kenoe)
f*ck with gway, we gon’, what?

[chorus: pluto]
f*ck with gway, we gon’ crash out, but we no dummy
if you poppin’ it, be ready (yeah), and we be jumpin’
we don’t do no one*on*ones, if you on that, then we comin’
i ain’t gon’ say this sh*t no more, call your pappy or your mommy (yeah)
she’s a scram (what?), i took her man (what’s up?)
get some money, f*ck these n*ggas, that’s the plan
sh*ttin’ on b*tches, homicide or dirty dan?
7:30, i’m with the crew, f*ck is you sayin’?

[verse 1: pluto]
he was f*ckin’ with the kid, now he ain’t
got him beatin’ down my dm, “where you at?” he on the way
steady beggin’ for the coochie, get the f*ck up out my face
all tens, we outside, drop the dot, we on the way
buster poppin’ it, i heard she never ever been a slider
caught her lackin’ at the store, i’m pullin’ up, i’m right beside her
with the crew, we deep as f*ck, sh*t her pants, we changed her diaper (what’s up?)
and i never been a rapper stealin’ beats and my sh*t fire (what’s up?)
f*ck with gway, we come crashin’ at your spot (what’s up?), we come bangin’ at your door
steady poppin’ it on twitter, we gon’ see if he ain’t no ho
f*ck with gway, we gon’ spray (yeah), line ’em up, ain’t duckin’ fades (let’s ride)
me and money comin’ trim, crashin’ out, no gta
[chorus: pluto & youngboy never broke again]
we gon’ crash out, but we no dummy
if you poppin’ it, be ready (yeah), and we be jumpin’
we don’t do no one*on*ones, if you on that, then we comin’
i ain’t gon’ say this sh*t no more, call your pappy or your mommy (yeah)
she’s a scram (what?), i took her man (what’s up?)
get some money, f*ck these n*ggas, that’s the plan
sh*ttin’ on b*tches, homicide or dirty dan
7:30, i’m with the crew, f*ck is you sayin’? (let’s go)

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
i can’t f*ck with none of these n*ggas, none of these b*tches (go)
i can’t trust none of these n*ggas, none of these b*tches (go)
box on back of all these guns, all of these switches (bah)
placed on back of all of these foreigns, none of these rented (yeah)
ain’t no one*on*one, get jumped, ho (get jumped)
better not reach for your gun, get slumped soon as my bro blow
that’s a 4*0 up inside my louis v coat
cashin’ out, we spazzin’ out, we crashin’ out you play with this (this)
you ain’t diss at all, you saltin’ me down, i got on top my payback list (top)
pressin’ the ‘matic, the dancer, i got her the mansion, had got her an amazing list (hit it)
come from the slum with no cover on top of the mattress, i got an amazing wrist
actin’, you know we ain’t actin’, them n*ggas gon’ flash inside this b*tch (huh)
inspectin’ these n*ggas, you know that i’m holdin’ a gadget inside of this b*tch (yeah)
i’m upper echelon, life ain’t fun (life ain’t fun)
you’ll lose it all you play with the squad, it’s over, see who won
[chorus: pluto]
f*ck with gway, we gon’ crash out, but we no dummy
if you poppin’ it, be ready (yeah), and we be jumpin’
we don’t do no one*on*ones, if you on that, then we comin’
i ain’t gon’ say this sh*t no more, call your pappy or your mommy (yeah)
she’s a scram (what?), i took her man (what’s up?)
get some money, f*ck these n*ggas, that’s the plan
sh*ttin’ on b*tches, homicide or dirty dan
7:30, i’m with the crew, f*ck is you sayin’?

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