CRUSH Lyrics – Playboi Carti

Read the full CRUSH lyrics by Playboi Carti along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Playboi Carti’s music, you can also explore COCAINE NOSE and MOJO JOJO, two other songs by Playboi Carti.

[Intro: Playboi Carti, Travis Scott, DJ Swamp Izzo]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-uh
Woah, yeah (Phew), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Carti)
Woah

[Chorus: Travis Scott, Playboi Carti, Choir, Travis Scott & Choir]
Shawty gon’ let me crush, let me crush her s*it (Phew)
Shawty gon’ let me crush, let me, let me crush (Phew)
Shawty gon’ let me crush, let me crush her s*it (Phew)
Shawty gon’ let me crush, let me crush (Phew)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Ahh, ah)
Shawty gon’ let me— fu*ks
Give no fu*ks, give no fu*ks
Give no fu*ks (Schyeah), give no fu*ks, yeah, yeah
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Crush her s*it, crush it, yeah)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Crush her s*it) (Shawty gon’ let me crush)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Crush her s*it)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Crush her s*it)
Shawty gon’ let me—, uh, uh

[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott, Choir, Travis Scott & Choir]
Shawty gon’ let me crush, let me crush, yeah
Crush it
Crush it, yeah
Crush it
Crush it
Shawty gon’ let me crush
Crush it
Shawty gon’ let me— (Crush it)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Crush it)
Shawty gon’ let me crush
Shawty gon’ let me bust, woah

[Verse 1: Travis Scott & Playboi Carti]
No mercy, not us, no fuss for us, woah
It’s only us, in God we trust (It’s lit)

Who’s the best? Pu*sy bust

[Bridge: Playboi Carti, Travis Scott & DJ Swamp Izzo]
Straight up
Straight up
Straight up
Swamp Izzo
Yeah
He want it, yeah (Phew), he want it, yeah (Phew) (Carti)
He don’t want smoke (Phew) (Swamp Izzo), he want it, yeah (Phew)
He don’t want smoke (Phew) (Carti), he wanted smoke (Phew) (Swamp Izzo)
He want it, yeah (Phew), he want it, yeah (Phew)

[Verse 2: Playboi Carti & DJ Swamp Izzo]
Schyeah (Carti), YVL, schyeah
Fu*king Felicia, I hit that b!tch like a deer
Eating that ho, I’ma D her
Eat it up, b!tch, you an eater (Sch—)
Run in that b!tch with Aaliyah (Schyeah)
Run in that b!tch with a heater (Schyeah, schyeah)
Me and my b!tch out the meter (Schyeah)
Me and my twin out the meter (Say what?)
Uh, two mil’ for a feature
Me and Trav’ over Adidas
Been having stripes, n!gga
Two ‘Cats and they bleeders (Schyeah)
Mix match designer, n!gga (Schyeah)
Backdoor type of n!gga (Say what?)
Set you up with a deal (Wake up, F1LTHY)
I’m in Atlanta with my blick, huh
I’m in Atlanta with my feet up
In Westside, twist my fingers, schyeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott, Playboi Carti, Choir, Travis Scott & Choir]
Shawty gon’ let me crush, let me crush her s*it (Let me crush)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Let me crush), let me crush her s*it (Crush her s*it)
Shawty gon’ let me crush (Uh, schyeah, schyeah-ah-ah-ah)
Let me fu*ks, let me fu*ks
Give no fu*ks, give no fu*ks
Give no fu*ks, yeah