Crush a bit, little bit, roll it out, take it here,
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it out, take it here,
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it out, take it here,
Feeling it, feeling loud, 2am, summer night.
She drunk dialin', drunk dialin', in the same damn time 
as she drunk drivin'.
When I answer the call had the people walling in the 
background (are we alright?)
Now she starts laughing, brakes start screeching, she 
starts screaming, heard her car crashing,
Oh, shit, I start asking why the fuck it happened and 
she don't answer.
I start panicking, running to the car, but I got to get 
the keys and remember where I parked,
And I got to hit police and then tell ‘em she involved 
in an accident, I don't want her to be harmed
So I'm speeding and I'm weaving in the middle of the 
street ‘round three ten
And I know another clock is ticking, but I'm hoping 
that I can get there and I beat it.
At the scene of the crash and I leave there the flash 
and I didn't even take all the keys out the dash
Looking at the flipped SUV in the grass, and a couple 
broke trees look meeting and smashed
Oh, oh, jeez, this is bad, ain't nobody moving, ain't 
nobody screaming, 
Ain't nobody sitting in the front anymore, I soon have 
a prone for the seatbelt.
Now the ambulances pull in, and the EMT's they all 
sprinting,
Found bodies burnt in the backseat and the driver seem 
to be missing.
They started searching and sniffing, looking at me with 
eyes that ask questions,
I ain't have any answers, though, so they started 
getting aggressive, like
“where they driving at?” “do you think there's a chance 
they survived the crash?” Just smiled back. 
And the windshield didn't even had a crack, how the 
hell in God's name they mcgyaver that?
Sirens flashing behind my back, I turn around to a 
clown behind the badge
Heard a couple rounds and a fired gat, and I hit the 
ground quick and they fired back
Oh, shit, what was I involved in? who the hell was the 
woman that I called in?
How the fuck I end up in a cross fire with the assault 
riffles and marksmen?
That's one cop down, two cops down, cry for a second 
and a few more rounds
Everybody dead, but my boo right now, I got to make a 
move right now.
I don't wanna be a victim, I don't wanna talk, I don't 
wanna be a witness
Or accessory to no murder, ‘cause I fuck with all the 
wrong bitches.
And I just wanna forget this, to skip town and I go on 
living
But the problem is I'm involved with her, but so bad 
it's the bitch that I live with.
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it out, take it here,
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it out, take it here,
Crush a bit, little bit, roll it out, take it here,
Feeling it, feeling light, 2am, summer night.
Hands on the wheel, hands on the wheel