“CRASH DUMMY” Lyrics by Joey Bada$$ is a latest English song in the voice of Joey Bada$$. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “CRASH DUMMY” song lyrics are also written by Joey Bada$$. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. In “CRASH DUMMY”, Joey Bada$$ goes full throttle with confident, aggressive bars aimed at his rap rivals, calling out fake behavior and weak diss attempts. He’s making it clear he’s top-tier, unfazed by the drama, and ready to take anyone down lyrically. With sharp shots and wordplay, he shows he’s not just rapping for fame—he’s in it for respect, legacy, and love of the game.
CRASH DUMMY Lyrics
[Intro]
Joey? Joey chewing through s*it
Hrn-hrn-hrn-hrn-hrn-hrn, hrn-hrn-hrn (Ayy)
N!gga, Joey chewing through– (Ayy)
Joey is chewing through, hrn-hrn-hrn
He chewing through s*it
(Kirk on the beat)
You believe in God, believe in TD-East, n!gga
[Refrain]
Take-take-take (Take money)
Ayy (Take money)
I said, I– (Take money)
[Verse 1]
It’s about time, n!gga, goddamn
Almost got sick of waiting
Like a bad doctor, n!gga, I ain’t got a lot of patience
Y’all n!ggas back on the clock and anything past twenty-four hours is a shot clock violation
What’s the current situation? N!ggas just clickbaiting
How predictable, this the angle I was anticipating
And thank you for making it clear that Dot scared, but yeah
I was at the party, but I also saw Top there
Y’all talking the same as every n!gga out here
Y’all n!ggas going out sad ’cause I’m the one who top tier
He said, “Hey, Joey, I got this artist named Ray Vaughn”
“And I’d appreciate if you would really help me put him on”
I said, “Okay, Top, but you know it’s gon’ cost you”
You know I really want the one who elevated your roster
I’m on these n!ggas’ headtop, rise to the top like dreadlocks
Joey got the whole rap game in a headlock
I’m letting off headshots
I seen this whole s*it from afar, the way I red-dot
N!ggas can’t walk on these shoes, though, they dead stock
Lately been enjoying the perks, but I don’t (??)
I pop out and show n!ggas how they ho n!ggas
Simultaneously aiming at least four n!ggas
How many more n!ggas is it really gonna take to drop him?
They need 101 Dalmatians just to spot ’em and got ’em
My lyrical (??) making your beat box
I won’t hesitate, but these n!ggas still won’t drop like Detox
Matter of fact, I think they forgot the last time I destroyed an average rapper who tried to take a cheap shot
Now they reminiscing over you like Pete Rock
I ride through the city in that GL Smooth and Maybach
So you know I came to do what it do
‘Cause we rapping over yapping, n!gga, joke’s on you, ayy
[Chorus]
Scared money don’t make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you n!ggas, but ain’t s*it funny
You ain’t a crash-out, n!gga, you a crash dummy, ayy
Scared money don’t make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you n!ggas, but ain’t s*it funny
You ain’t a crash-out, n!gga, you a crash dummy
[Verse 2]
Anywho, ask myself, “What would Kenny do?”
Any day of the week, I take on at least ten of you
You thought you got dirt on me because I buried you
Y’all n!ggas is hysterical, ain’t no coming back from this, you need a miracle
Joey just spun again, how could it be?
It’s like he knew it was coming, the future, what he foresee?
Have you ever thought TDE was working for me?
How the fu*k am I your OG? You older than me
This ain’t a firefight, it’s a fu*king slaughter
Why you keep bringing up pregnant women, don’t you got a daughter?
You really need to get your affairs in order
Last time I checked, your label exec’s was in high water
The Diddy house angle is terrible, you making it way too easy for me, we ain’t comparable
When I’m done with you, Top won’t let you drop like Karrahbooo
Guaranteed this the last time we ever hear from you
[Chorus]
Scared money don’t make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you n!ggas, but ain’t s*it funny
You ain’t a crash-out, n!gga, you a crash dummy, ayy
Scared money don’t make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you n!ggas, but ain’t s*it funny
You ain’t a crash-out, n!gga, you a crash dummy
[Verse 3]
Time to show the world who I am, I’ve been a man
I’m loaded up, my clip on jam, might spin again
I’m taking all the shots, they say I opened up Pandora’s Box
I’m breaking all the locks and all the gates they tryna key
Barking over, know I got faith in God that I had to reach
Keep thinking s*it sweet, when it come to beef, let my teeth sink
Kicking up dust because my n!ggas really street-street
N!ggas better rethink, I don’t throw subs, I throw torpedoes that heat-seek
Through your fleece when I speak my piece
I beat the beast strictly off instinct
All the speculation is lame, I tell it plain
I ain’t gotta drop a n!gga name just for him to feel the flame
Do this for the love of the game, you think it’s for the fame
N!ggas swerving in my lane, I’ll take them on a scenic route
I’ma stand on every bar, I promise I won’t bleep ’em out
It’s demons inside my soul, family who wanna bring ’em out
Keep my wife’s name out your mouth ‘fore you get Chris Rock’d
We ain’t ducking smoke, that’s out, b!tch, this is hip-hop
All I need is a microphone and a disc jock and I’ma make this s*it pop
Let my d!ck rock ’til my d!ck pop, I do this s*it for Big Pop and Pop Smoke
How many more New York n!ggas got it down on y’all Coast?
And still we got mad love
If y’all n!ggas mad ’cause I’m putting it on for my section, I should be mad
You n!ggas never ask yourself that question, pardon me for my question
I know that’s a tough pill to swallow, I give you time just to digest it
Just get back and I hope you know
Keep on racking ’em with the flow, now kick back and enjoy the show
[Chorus]
Scared money don’t make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you n!ggas, but ain’t s*it funny
You ain’t a crash-out, n!gga, you a crash dummy, ayy
Scared money don’t make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you n!ggas, but ain’t s*it funny
You ain’t a crash-out, n!gga, you a crash dummy
[Refrain]
Take-take-take (Take money)
Ayy, take-take-take
I said, “I take-take-take” (Take money)
I said I–, hmm, hmm, hmm, what?
Take-take (Take money)
Ayy, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Take-take (Take money)
Hmm, ayy, woo (Ha-ha)
[Outro]
Yeah, y’all n!ggas know what time it is, man
Come to TDEast, n!gga
You believe in God? Believe in TDEast, n!gga
Huh, woo, ayy
Ayy-ayy, what?
Ayy-ayy, what?
Get Top on the phone, yeah
What, ayy, hey, hey (Take-take-take-take, take money)
(Kirk on the beat)
Gather ’round
We are gathered here today to say goodbye to a good dog, gone right too soon
Yep, bark on, bark on
In loving memory, we pray
Rest in peace, my dog
CRASH DUMMY Lyrics Meaning
[Intro]
Joey kicks things off with raw energy, like he’s tearing through everything in his path without holding back. The sounds and repetition feel chaotic on purpose, showing he’s on a rampage. When he mentions believing in “TD-East,” he’s hyping up his own squad like it’s a movement or even a religion. It’s a bold intro that says, “Joey’s here, and he’s not playing.”
[Refrain]
This part’s just a catchy chant, playing with the idea of taking money and dominance. It’s all about flexing power and control.
[Verse 1]
Joey jumps in hard, saying it’s finally his time, and he’s tired of waiting around. He jokes about having no “patience,” flipping the idea like a bad doctor. He calls out how others just use clickbait and tired angles, claiming he saw their predictable moves coming. He throws shots at another rapper—possibly Dot—and even references being at a party where Top Dawg (head of TDE) was also present. Joey’s saying while others talk, he’s already acting, already top-tier.
He talks about Top asking him to support an artist named Ray Vaughn, but Joey flips it, saying he wants someone bigger—probably Kendrick. Then he starts going off, saying he’s got the whole rap game in a chokehold. He’s ready to lyrically attack, taking aim at multiple rappers at once and comparing it to needing 101 Dalmatians just to find him—he’s that elusive.
He keeps building up how he’s unshakable—his “shoes” are untouchable (dead stock), and he’s enjoying the benefits of his status but still grounded. He mocks fake rappers and shows he’s direct and fearless, not just dropping hints but going right at his targets. Joey compares his rhymes to headshots and says he’s been watching this play out from a distance like he’s got it all scoped out.
He ends the verse riding through the city in a luxury car, proud and ready. He lets people know he’s here for real bars, not gossip. He wraps it with a laugh, saying the joke’s on everyone else for underestimating him.
[Chorus]
Joey’s saying if you’re too scared to take risks, you’ll never win big. He’s confident he’ll never go broke because he knows how to win and take what’s his. The “Evidence” line is a play on words—he could expose them and make them look bad. He calls out others for pretending to be real when they’re really not about that life, labeling them as crash dummies—people pretending to be wild but actually just acting dumb and getting played.
[Verse 2]
Joey starts by checking himself, asking what someone like Kendrick (Kenny) would do. Then he says he could take on ten rappers at once any day. When people think they’ve exposed him, he flips it and says they just proved he already buried them lyrically.
He mocks the drama and rumors around him, saying there’s no comeback for his target. He almost makes it seem like he’s predicting what’s next like he’s always steps ahead. Then he jokes that maybe TDE (Top Dawg Entertainment) works for him because of how much power he’s showing. He even throws shade by saying he’s supposed to be someone’s “OG” when that person is actually older—calling out contradictions.
This isn’t just a little rap beef, he says—it’s a straight-up lyrical slaughter. He points out how his rival keeps bringing up personal stuff, like women and kids, and Joey calls it out as hypocritical. He urges the guy to clean up his mess before things get worse.
He clowns a rumored Diddy connection, calling the whole approach lazy and weak. He says when he’s done, the label boss (Top) won’t even want the other guy to drop music again. He ends it strong, claiming this will be the last time we ever hear from the one he’s targeting.
[Chorus]
Once again, Joey pushes the message that being scared holds you back. He’s not afraid to go for what’s his and keep winning. He doesn’t find these other rappers funny or threatening, and he makes it clear they’re acting tough without the real risks. He’s calling them crash dummies—faking intensity but easily used and thrown away.
[Verse 3]
Joey steps up saying it’s time the world sees him for who he really is—he’s been ready. His metaphor about the clip not jamming and spinning again shows he’s loaded with ammo—lyrics—and might come back around just to keep the heat going. He says he’s breaking open the industry, going places others are trying to block him from, and he’s not afraid to go deep.
When there’s beef, he’s ready to sink his teeth in—he’s not just acting tough. He and his crew come from the streets, and they move real. He doesn’t play around with sneak disses—he drops direct heat that hits hard. He runs on instinct and speaks from the soul, not for fame, but for love of the rap game.
Even though people try to throw shade or take shots, he promises to stand strong behind everything he says. He mentions having demons and family issues, but it’s all part of his fire. He throws a slick jab at people speaking about his wife, warning them like the Will Smith–Chris Rock moment.
He says he’s not scared of any smoke or beef—this is hip-hop, and he’s made for it. Just give him a mic and a DJ, and he’ll blow the place up with his talent. He’s doing this not just for himself but also to honor legends like Biggie and Pop Smoke.
He questions why East Coast rappers have to prove themselves so much on the West Coast but still shows love. He flips the criticism—if they’re mad at him for repping his city, maybe they should look in the mirror. He ends it saying he’s spitting real truth, and all people can do now is sit back and watch him go off.
[Chorus]
Again, Joey brings back the idea that real success takes courage. He’s not afraid of losing because he knows how to win. The crash dummy line hits again, calling out the people pretending to be bold but actually just making dumb moves and getting used by the system.
[Refrain]
Joey’s just vibing here—chanting and flexing. It’s like a victory lap where he’s showing off that he keeps taking wins, staying in control, and staying dominant over the beat. The repetition just drives home that he’s focused on taking over.
[Outro]
Joey’s closing the track like it’s a funeral for one of his rivals. He calls out to his crew, TD-East, like a family or a gang you can believe in. He mocks his opponent again by saying “get Top on the phone,” like he knows he just shut things down. Then the tone shifts into a fake prayer, pretending to mourn the downfall of the other rapper—saying goodbye like it’s over for them. It’s sarcastic, but clever, a dramatic and theatrical way to close out the track.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung CRASH DUMMY song?
A. CRASH DUMMY song is sung by Joey Bada$$.
Q. Who wrote CRASH DUMMY lyrics?
A. CRASH DUMMY lyrics are penned by Joey Bada$$.
Q. Who has given the music of CRASH DUMMY song?
A. CRASH DUMMY music is composed and produced by Joey Bada$$.
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