C&D_

PROD MIXED AND MASTERED BY: MXTT BOURN (@prodbymxtt)
COVERART BY (@gothluvme)

LYRICS****

i keep crashing damn 
two bad bitches from japan
i keep growin money for the fam
bitch i gotta stack these bands
trap so hard got dirt on my hands 
fuckin this bitch and then beat on her mans
first off she not yours so why are you sad
money so heavy it’s sagging my pants 

i keep an iron for my paranoia
i’m sending shots right back at your sequoia 
i won’t get booked imma lie to my lawyer 
never tell secret’s because i am loyal 
move presidential because i’m important 
drifting sideways in the car i imported 
police gon want me they got a search warrenty
i cannot trust you, you moving discordant 

i keep crashing damn 
two bad bitches from japan
i keep growin money for the fam
bitch i gotta stack these bands
trap so hard got dirt on my hands 
fuckin this bitch and then beat on her mans
first off she not yours so why are you sad
money so heavy it’s sagging my pants 

money too heavy i’m making it though 
i walk alone because i keep a pole
find me outside bet i’m walking with dough
like a revolver i’m spinning for folks
like i am breaching i shoot like hibana 
shorty love me so thanking my momma
i took his bitch but ignore all the drama
i will not sleep till my money got commas
man i am walking with all of this dirt and i’m fucking his bitch because he a store clerk
i really got it but i keep it silent because all these bitches who saying like simon
mofuckas find me i’m looking like waldo i earned all my stripes like a shift im on call bro
like im a welder my steel never cold so back the fuck up before i burn ur clothes

__*over the phone talkin*


i keep crashing damn 
two bad bitches from japan
i keep growin money for the fam
bitch i gotta stack these bands
trap so hard got dirt on my hands 
fuckin this bitch and then beat on her mans
first off she not yours so why are you sad
money so heavy it’s sagging my pants 

i keep an iron for my paranoia
i’m sending shots right back at your sequoia 
i won’t get booked imma lie to my lawyer 
never tell secret’s because i am loyal 
move presidential because i’m important 
drifting sideways in the car i imported 
police gon want me they got a search warrenty
i cannot trust you, you moving discordant 

i keep crashing damn 
two bad bitches from japan
i keep growin money for the fam
bitch i gotta stack these bands
trap so hard got dirt on my hands 
fuckin this bitch and then beat on her mans
first off she not yours so why are you sad
money so heavy it’s sagging my pants 

bitch so bad from the wild wild west 
wicked witch she doin some to my chest 
gettin rich, or least i’m trying my best
cannot die i keep an iron and vest
i keep on fucking up all of my pockets but i make it back so like why would i stop it
like i’m an outlaw i don’t give a fuck so don’t look at me wrong or i might just pop it
shorty love fucking she treat me like toys she turn it she squeeze it she pull it like bop it
i’m really active i’m deep my boys my brothers locked in fuck a jump we get shot in
play with my cards like a pockemon boy you do something wrong you get shot with my rocket
watch whatchu eat like some culinary all the lames gettin fat but not me just my pockets

CRASHED (PROD. MXTT BOURN)

I GET UP I GET DOWN FRONT TO BACK N SIDE TO SIDE 

LIL HOE GO BREAK THIS SHIT DOWN 

I GOT 10 GO 5 n 5 

DJ GON TURN DOWN THESE CLOWNS 

ALL THE TIME ITS THE SAME LINES 

WELCOME AND STEP IN MY LOUNGE 

SMELLS LIKE WEED AND SUICIDE

SO TAKE A SEAT AND PUFF THE BONG YOURE JUST IN TIME WE BOUT TO KILL OURSELVES 

WHEN YOU FEELING STONED GON GRAB THE GUN YOU FINNA REALIZE SUMN 

WE JUST FUCKIN PAWNS AND WHAT YOU PALM IS WHAT IS REAL IN SELF 

FATHER TELL ME WHY THE FUCK ALL I WANT IS TO KILL MYSELF 

PENTAGRAMS LAYING IN THE MIDDLE OFF THE MILLIGRAMS 

HE SENT A MAN TO RENT A VAN AND TRY TO END MY HAND 


I sent him back his motherfuckin head

an addict Anne Frank’s

I wanna cram a shank 

inside ya back

Until ya stare is blank 

Oh you like xanny man 

Got Molly thangs 

Call me the candy man 

I like to fuck housewives 

A Family man 

Her man got mad and man I ran and ran 

yo xanny man
 one Xanny man 
Got 50 cent n bumpin many men 

Man I just ran over 
A group of older men 
On the side of the street 
All your grandfathers dead 

N now there’s blood on the street what the fucks wrong with my head 


I WANNA BUST YA SKULL 

AND RUB THE BLOOD 

ON PACKS OF FENTANYL 

I WANNA BURN THE WORLD 

AND WATCH IT FALL 

FROM WHEN I FALL WIT YALL 

I WANNA DROP YA DRAWS AND DIP BOTH BALLS ALL IN BETWEEN YOUR JAWS 

I WANNA SCRATCH THE WALLS AND RIP MY HAIR OUT OF MY FUCKING SKULL 

I WANT THE HATE BREAK DECAY 
YOUR FUCKING FACE 
COKE TO THE BRAIN 
I CANT BE SAVED 
DOPE IN MY VEINS 
THIS SHITS A MAZE
THATS ON MY NAME 
THE FINAL DAYS WILL I SEE FLAMES 
IM FILLED WITH RAGE CANT SEE THE LANES 
LOOK AT MY FACE N KNOW THE RAIN 
IS BLINDING WHEN IT COMES BOTH WAYS AND

i think im falling ;(

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