Verse 1: (Armaan)

Ridin' through the city with a thot-thot

In a 90's C230 like a mob boss

Way I whip it you would think the wheels would fall off

Windows tinted just in case I buck a opp (ah)

Gotta peel off if my (bleep) got a Glock on him

Tryna keep my record clean like I'm washin' a dish

There's too many jealous (bleep) tryna wash up the kid

So I stay low, let my OG bring the talk for the kid


Hook: (Armaan)

Crushin' up my xannie in a Fanta

Poppin' perkies like I'm suffering from cancer

I'm not the same kid that used to date Alana

I'll crush a model bitch and I'll get that shit on camera

(X2)


Verse 2: (Valentine)

When I crush her thighs up

Just to remind yah

When we smoke with grabba it fuck up your sinus

If u want somethin' to crush you better line up

It’s not my stuff but this here will fuck your eyes up

Me and ZZ double up no downers I ain’t down with it

Jump up on my wave, you can’t surf you gone drown in it

They be really talking like they know what it is

I love it keep talking they don’t know anything


Hook: (Valentine)

Crushin' up my xannie in a Fanta

Poppin' perkies like I'm suffering from cancer

I'm not the same kid that used to date Savannah

I'll crush a model bitch and I'll get that shit on camera

(X2)


Verse 3: (Valentine)

Built mob and built tall so take your stilts off

Bread like hardo but it started off soft

All black with black boots she said I look goth

Where is the captain everybody in charge

Moonlight new lights you fuckin' with some stars

When I crush my pack I be really out on Mars

Fist full of moon rocks getting crushed from the jar

Windows tinted just in case they know who we are


Hook: (Armaan)

Crushin' up my xannie in a Fanta

Poppin' perkies like I'm suffering from cancer

I'm not the same kid that used to date Alana

I'll crush a model bitch and I'll get that shit on camera

(X2)