Ambient Crash Lyrics

Much love to my people on the west coast

But this sound originated midwest so

When I say this I don't mean no disrespect tho

Detroit, east side, really what I rep bro

Ok now we can get it my baby let's go

Folks be out here slobbing on meat til they got strep throat

Praying that I have a downfall but I'm still blessed tho

I be doing this in my hoodie, don't break a sweat tho

Boutta tell you that it's a wrap if you want wreck tho

Find out where you are and be coming through just to step bro

My homies serving rock and roll with heavy metal

Know you wouldn't pop but would you even hold a tech? no

My shooter black and he ugly, I call him Sekou

He be catching charges in his sleep, like it's rest mode

Try angles on a square to get him exed tho

Circling his block, what I need GPS for

I'm a giant to these kids, you should check score

They only come a lil a past my knee like a dress code

Shorty she all on me say she love me cause I dress cold

Even in the winter I be dripping, this a fresh coat

Brand new .45 I'm boutta flex bro

Call it Peyton Manning my baby cause this the best Colt

Line em up, hit em up, I call that a death row

Looking for some greatness my baby well this the threshold

Now I'm grown as hell I been doing this from the get go

Thinking I'm gone give up on mine? haha, heck no

For the whole team yo shorty be letting neck go

You be tryna check her I'm tryna tell you it's chess tho

Swimming in the money I'm boutta hit me a breaststroke

I be blowing cruddy, this is not no cigarette smoke

Steady on the rise and tryna get me some bread tho

I ain't making crumbs, I'm stacking so baby let's roll