Lyrics:

I don’t want no distractions unless its head in traffic
I don’t wana do no deal if your team keeps on laggin’
Hold up before you leave the crib ima send a brand new address
Cuz the house party got too lit and the neighbors called the badges

My girls is a model like Tyra banks
My money in crypto got tired of banks
Tryna raise up the bar to a higher length
Got a sweet tooth I desire cake
They been snoozin’ on me but I’m wide awake
If you barely catching on you kinda late
Sippin’ molly water pupils dilate 
I might just fuck around and fly away

I don’t want no distractions unless its head in traffic
I don’t wana do no deal if your team keeps on laggin’
Hold up before you leave the crib ima send a brand new address
Cuz the house party got too lit and the neighbors called the badges

Not my girl just a buddy with benefits
Put the kitty to sleep like a sedative
Keep it raw just like nothin’ was edited
Need a hit before my bros I’m competitive
I be kicking it with the degenerates
Can I trust you to erase the evidence
Im up next and its evident
Crooshy for president
Can’t name a rapper producer that’s better than

I don’t want no distractions unless its head in traffic
I don’t wana do no deal if your team keeps on laggin’
Hold up before you leave the crib ima send a brand new address
Cuz the house party got too lit and the neighbors called the badges

Distractions (Prod. Croosh)

I Do (Prod. Croosh)

Lyrics:

Brought the California vibes to the east
And I met a couple New York City freaks
Ima fuck her from the side like a beast
When I’m done bet I leave that shit deceased

She stylin’
Profilin’
Its Friday 
We vibin’
I need it
I want ya
Let me eat it
Like lasagna

I feel like Nate Dogg got different hoes in different area codes
But I’m really picky I cannot hit if she don’t have pretty toes
Lets have a moment of silence I love how she striking that pose

Back on my shit in the city I’m ready lets get it lets go
She wanna know if ill stick around after the answer is no
I keep on having the vision in my head that I’m bout to blow
Im bout to blow blow blow blow

Brought the California vibes to the east
And I met a couple New York City freaks
Ima fuck her from the side like a beast
When I’m done bet I leave that shit deceased

East (Prod. Croosh)

Lyrics:

I hate to 
Rain on your parade
Fuck up your day
But you and I we both know that there was no other way
Tried to make me change
Made me feel insane
Its time I take what we built up and burn it down in flames
Watch it burn
Watch it burn
Watch it burn 
x7

Light it up
Light it up 
Light it up 
x2

Okay 1 2 3 to the 4 
Fed up with the drama you can leave it at the door
Thinking bout my life and shit that I’ve been through before
Took some on the chin and I can take a couple more

But I don’t even wanna fight though
Back up on my bullshit I feel like Jhené Aiko
Walking on a tight rope
Got to break the cycle
Cuz any more of this shit finna make me go psycho

Feelin like I’m bout to pop
Cuz you went from a lover to a opp
Would of swore you was an undercover cop
The way you act slick but we all know
Have you seen what the weather is tomorrow?

Im bout to 
Rain on your parade
Fuck up your day
But you and I we both know that there was no other way
Tried to make me change
Made me feel insane
Its time I take what we built up and burn it down in flames
Watch it burn
Watch it burn
Watch it burn 
x7

Light it up
Light it up 
Light it up 
x2

Parade (Prod. Croosh)

Damn i should of listened to my intuition

Maybe then i wouldnt be in this position

Back against the wall made a split decision

Do i stay do i go dont do intermissions

Take a swig just to loosen up my inhibitions

When you livin life fast end up in collisions

I told you what i was about but you didnt listen

We dont see eye to eye we got different vision

Baby you cant have my heart but you can lease it

Ima need it back right after cuffing season

All i ever needed was a reason 

To go off on the deep end the deep end the deep end

Oh no not again

Girl lets not pretend

We knew how this would end

Fallin out once again again again

Isnt love a bitch

Damn i should of listened to my intuition

I been ignoring all the signs like i hate petitions

Im sick of goin back and forth all this repetition

I just want the kind of love thats not conditioned

I just wana pull up with my baby in the drop top lookin like a vending machine

A couple snacks

I just wana lay you down and break you off like kit kat

Put my seed on your buns like a fuckin big mac

Woah

Im so sick of wasting all my time

Oh no not again

Girl lets not pretend

We knew how this would end

Fallin out once again again again

Isnt love a bitch

Bioluminescent

Croosh

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