Paroles de la chanson crashout par
Fuck all that good shit, girl, we both too grownWhisper in my ear, we playing telephone
I write this shit like you a fucking soldier
Forbidden fruit, my favorite antidote
Too fucking honest to be prepping
Too fucking smooth, can't never slip
That 9-to-5 ain't got you working
Just clock out 'cause you work my last nerve
Don't make me crash out, crash out
Don't make me crash out, crash out