rhymes:

put him under my knife like a surgeon
yea we kill him we dont even hurt em
yea we fuck on the rug we not persian
in them places you aint even heard of
got her wrapped round my head like a turban
not the town how we ride in surburbans
yea the main she hate my ex
crisis averted
how you hating on me as a person
they dont want this beef no thurmanns
yea i keep that heat no thermos
double r my car got curtains
got my bih upset no Furman
if you straight we straight no perming
yeehaw roll raw im burning
yea
im burning up
im really shocked you aint heard of us
izzy and i feeling murdeous
bitch im a dog feel like cerberus
got a two door whip you still ride the bus
im sipping act i dont mind the tuss
i get off when she get off when she get off i like to bust
yea yea
bih im a dog
hop whip to whip leapfrog
throw it up and down seesaw
bitch im about my cream
got the gallery on me
got the gallery white tee
my salary like calories 2k a day thats me

chorus
i get laid like frito lay
told my mom its gon be ok
25 hoes in an escalade
doing shit for the escapade
i wake up which wrist do i flex today
i dont walk around bitch i levitate
i said fuck a doc i self medicate
she open her legs its the heaven gates
beat her back like an 808
ops they know where i stay
fuck i dont relocate
i never move, i stay in the ville
neck underwater im breathing thru gills
buffalo my pockets full of them bills
cuff a hoe something i couldnt fulfill
you wanted something i couldnt be ok
fuck the bullshit ole ok
im making blues while i snooze ok
i never, i never lose ok
designer shoes i abuse
like she wanna fuck me im getting the cues
S on my chest like i play for the cuse
i dont fuck em in ones, i fuck em in twos
yea
now im up its whats up with me
im sippin on mf bubbly
bad hoes start to say they in love with me
just come take a look at my bank account
the way that im stacking it gluttony
if he talking shit it end bloodily
like in her mouth
she want my kids joint custody

chorus

hit a blinker 
put my fist to his chin he a thinker
talk game but im never gon link her
bring in the bell not the tinker
*bell*
side hoe want a ring on her finger
one fuck and they linger
pussy pantheress its pinker
low shots not a stinger

crisis averted [+ elxnce, surgeon, lewisgoing]

on all plats!!

we dont rlly like u nah!!
kicked her to the curb i dont give a fuck
and this bitch wanna talk shit bruhhh
petty as fuck keep it short jus like a haiku

i dont talk alot
bitches on my dick they know i fuck alot (bro wtf)
i finished off alot
im way too faded i put that on godd
i know these bitches wanna talk shit
i know these people always on sum fuckin op shit
im runnin circles but u kno i fuckin profit
i cashed a check n now im runnin outta options uh huh

shawty got me mixed like a tongue twister 
yea i cant even act like i dont miss her
dont know why i thought that i could fix her
i be goin out like a light fixture
i aint doin too well
this just feels like hell
i keep doin it again like a carousel
keep on makin these mistakes
i just always sell
know that u dont wanna talk
hope ur doin well

@aftrrs
ha ha ha
look whos rlly laughin now
had to get my racks up
had to boss up
im not stoppin now
that boy playin catch up
he cant match up
u not makin sound
u know im jus better 
aint no lesser
when i come around
noo we dont rlly like u we spite u
but u aint we rlly worth my time so i wont fight u
and u aint like me but u wanna be like me
all this smoke im seein red
i might need sum visine

we don't rlly like u!! w/ aftrr (hellamase + me)

mel by @yokulol
written and recorded by me
cover by me

lyrics:

bitches talkin shit but they aint shit to me
all these fuckin labels want shit with me
why does everybody wanna deal with me
im too tired, too tired
but i guess its just what i deserve
faceplant, stomp down, know it hurts
last night i lost my worth
yeah, thats my shit dont care

yeah thats my shit, my shit
thats my shit uh huh
yeah thats my shit, my shit
thats my shit uh huh
no-scope through your face, know it burns
yeah i dont miss, dont miss
yeah thats my shit, my shit
thats my shit uh huh

you're so- you're so- 
annoying -nnoying
like everybody else just wants a piece of something
you're just- you're just-
like poison- poison
and my nights are highlighted with superficial noises

baby ima tell u straight up
every fuckin time i see your face i wanna break up
left the party early so id never have to change us
now im countin money in my hand its like im famous
and that shit was so difficult, mm, mm
like pins and needles through my skull, mm, mm

yeah thats my shit, my shit
thats my shit uh huh
yeah thats my shit, my shit
thats my shit uh huh
no-scope through your face, know it burns
yeah i dont miss, dont miss
yeah thats my shit, my shit
thats my shit uh huh

bitches talkin shit but they aint shit to me
all these fuckin labels want shit with me
why does everybody wanna deal with me
im too tired, too tired
but i guess its just what i deserve
faceplant, stomp down, know it hurts
last night i lost my worth
yeah, thats my shit dont care

curb

prod aftrr + pk (@prod_pk) + frostd (@imfrostd)
feat reef (@reefuh)
all plats: https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/aftrr/time-crisis-feat-reefuh

[reef]
aye aint shit sweet
i was fucking round on x pills w my last bitch
tryna make ends meet
im so sick of these birds wanna get em dispersed
tell em shut they beak
i wake up then work off percs
folks i just tweak

i needa get them hurt ima sadist
if it aint bout bread boy save it
hol on i could fuck this hoe for a payment
triple a twenty make it back in a month
got my foot in the club
that boy be stepping on the ones
i cant fw a scrub but tlc been number one
machine gun kelly or sum boy ima son of a gun
i'll pull up with the heat like i play for the suns
and i pull up with a rocket to send dat boy on a run

how much x in my stomach uh pussy a ton
are you dumb or u dumb like boy u been a lil bum
hey
im rocking moncler issey miyake
convertible carter
you missing the topic
you shop at hot topic
boy u need to stop it
pull up with them golems
i call em my goblins
my sniper on timing its never a problem
i fuck on his momma for few hunnid dollas
damn

[aftrr]
Bruce lee how i kick shit
Chop got that dawg wit a drum thats a big bitch
White hoe kimmy crawford how im kickin it
Arp wit a silencer like im ferb how im killin shit
Pussy boy he broker than no other aint no fixin it
U Pay for me for a feat u want a beat then give me dividends
sippin molly water got me stutterin like timbaland
im druski at ur funeral im talkin what he coulda been

Bad latina shawty gimme taste of that pupusa
Draco take yo partna and yo momma no babushka
Smokin mario kart got me seein koopa troopas
Mixin green wit my fanta call it oompa loompa
Big boy get shot in his fupa
the rueger gon vibrate yo block like a tuba
Im blowin up sooner
u stuck in ur roomer
its reefuh and me on tv 
zeke and luther

-

back in the cut w my twin time crisis
pray that my choppa dont bite, mike tyson
stick in the mud but a drum leave u lifeless
nero the Captain cant copy im Priceless
ina 2 door coupe
got hoe after hoe like duck duck goose
at a party off a molly tryna get footloose 
glock leave u with no option, u chopped n screwed
yeah

[reef]
blow that bitch up like a whistle
i put my trust in that pistol
arp big den a missile
i pop out the cut hit a triple
flood the wrist hurricane katrina
i jus dropped this bag on sabrina
boy i touch more racks than serena
no u cant see me john cena

[aftrr]
huh moncler coat
under the weather this chop what i tote
im in that gle smokin my dope
she want a piece of me u do the most, oh
never sell my soul
movin that pack that i got for the low
i will never switch up ill never fold
mr freeze my wrist on froze

SPOTIFY !

time crisis w/ reef

prod kirian x pk

I would be nothing with out the people that are everything to me
P.S. I dont like tires

nothing (kirian x pk)

spark

prod me
feat @yungkeeta
cover art cc by wheaty

dash w/ keeta

prod aftrr
quannnic - comatose
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who can i really Trust
I gave u my everything i guess it wasnt much
Everytime i try again it doesnt seem enough
I got love around but im afraid i might not give a fuck
hanging from the ceiling
think its time to give it up

try to turn this shit around but my head still spinnin
momma said dont fall i said ill be back in a minute
unreciprocated now u paint me as a villain
i think that i hate u
do u still pray that im winning

in my prime with no option
numbernine bitch i bought it
brother told me said i got it
im not really one for talking
thought i had it then i lost it
all ur problems i cant solve it
lost my mind off the time
let it all get so toxic

i dont need no one else
i dont need no ones help
put my heart on a shelf
all the damage i dealt
further ruin my health
think im losing myself

where'd u go
left my side, all alone
putting my trust in u only caused issues
cant tell the fake from the real
dont know how to feel
all alone, missing u
on the phone like

who can i really Trust
I gave u my everything i guess it wasnt much
Everytime i try again it doesnt seem enough
I got love around but im afraid i might not give a fuck
hanging from the ceiling
think its time to give it up

try to turn this shit around but my head still spinnin
momma said dont fall i said ill be back in a minute
unreciprocated now u paint me as a villain
i think that i hate u
do u still pray that im winning

who can i trust

w/ @caponeti
@prodkirian x jai



lyrics
im sippin on wok this aint tris bitch
get to running up a sack like its christmas
he in a body bag im a mortician
she came w him i leave w her i took his mistress
took a red and took a blue cant the difference 
he cant find the bag he got no intuition
i get u knocked off u on a hit list
knock his top off ion miss shit
hit the bank yeah im making deposits yeah im countin digits
this aint mls sorry baby u cant kick it
know im bout my bread bout my guap bout my biscuits 
aimin for the head arp imma risk it

capo:
yeah we gone risk it
with my brothers trained for the business 
heighten up your aim boy you’re missing 
i just poured the wok in a base of a mistic
if its problems about it i got aim
sorry if you just tapped in you too late
if you’re biting just be honest about you’re so lame
told em that i got it just stay up in yo lane
they tryna lie on me say i got no range
n***** be talking they really got no brains
i keep popping shit with my n***** got no shame
just know that money come in and it wont change 
bad yella bitch wanna link at the hotel
aint sign the deal told em hope that it goes well
come get some work we got prices a low sale
if you dont know this then you gone know hell damn

intuition w/ caponeti (kirian , jai)

live instrumentation and production by me

fivefortyfive

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who can i trust

aftrr

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