Produced by sxprano
Written by luvblue

Keep your phone on dnd.


(Lyrics)
All them n*ggas say they on it.
They ain’t on it forreal.
They ain’t on it forreal.
They ain’t on it forreal.
Me and prano in the building we at onyx forreal.
In the strip club I met a girl named Krystal
And she ain’t have no money like that.
She struggling to find the right track.
Just like that
I just got her fine ass about to climax.

(verse one)
I could be the passenger and still drive the game crazy
She said this d*ck priceless yet she still got her legs raising.
Not saying racist sh*t I see her and my head asian.
I eat the cat on time don’t run away cause your heart racing.
Call her like a bank “How much d*ck can your heart take in?”
F*ck me like a pig she cooking now my sh*t baking.
My d*ck like parkinson’s i’m hooked in now the b*tch shaking.
She said she love my style, I love yours when your sh*t naked.

I just took some pills, look like frankenstein.
Know we in a cole world yet I can still make ya mine.
Hop in the bed, breathe in cause ima break ya spine.
Like a thief baby take ya time.

(chorus) 

All them n*ggas say they on it.
They ain’t on it forreal.
They ain’t on it forreal.
They ain’t on it forreal.
Me and prano in the building we at onyx forreal.
In the strip club I met a girl named Krystal
And she ain’t have no money like that.
She struggling to find the right track.
Just like that
I just got her fine ass about to climax.

Krystal
And she ain’t have no money like that.
She struggling to find the right track.
Just like that
I just got her fine ass about to climax.

KRYSTAL

Charm out now

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Credits:
Written By: Claire Cottrill and Leon Michels
Produced By: Leon Michels and Claire Cottrill
Claire Cottrill: Vocals, Guitar
Leon Michels: Bass, Piano, Organ, Vocals, Clarinet, Flute, CS-80, Vibraphone

Lyrics:
And if you need to disappear,
You’ll have no reason to be sad at all
You’ll strike your own matches to logs
May catch an eye while you play sad and soft

And if you’re walking home alone,
You’ll find a reason, you’ll just chalk it up
To being different, being young
And wonder why no one knew you at all

Oooooh
You’re just playing dumb
What’s the cost of being loved?
When close is not close enough
Where’s your line? When do you draw?
When close is not close enough

And when you find you’re at the pier
Playing out moments when there was a touch
With strangers touching everywhere
You wonder if he knows she’s gonna run

Oooooh
It’s something you’ve done
Opened my hands, and I know I’ve shut some
When close is not close enough
Where’s the fun in it? And now I’m too tough
From close being just too much

PATEK PHILLEPE (smllslikekurtt)

oso (@kantloseswag)

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