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Fast ( ft. Elliot Parker )

Good Crazy Ft. Faye

c h x x r s

Cover art - Brea

Lyrics:
If your pockets lookin empty, don’t say hi to me
Wanna sit at this table? Better cover the fee
I ain’t playin house, I’m buildin an empire
Come correct or stay broke, I got million-dollar fire

Spoil me or shut up , that’s the standard, not a phase
Swipe that black card, baby, make me wanna misbehave
I’m not iced out, I don’t fake the flex
New man, new penthouse , yeah, I upgrade my ex

 like my money tall and my nails ten outta ten
And if you can’t match my hustle, we ain’t even gonna pretend
I don’t chase dudes, I chase deposits and Dior
He fell in love with the waist, I fell in love with the store

I’m the type to ghost a king if the jewels don’t sing
Need a man with a yacht, not a promise ring
I don’t cook, I don’t clean , I delegate that
But I still run the world in a Juicy track 

Talk CEO? Then talk real assets
I make more off my aura than your full check gets
And I don’t beg , I bill
So pay up or stay still, baby, that’s real

Spoil me or shut up , that’s the standard, not a phase
Swipe that black card, baby, make me wanna misbehave
I’m not iced out, I don’t fake the flex
New man, new penthouse , yeah, I upgrade my ex

Spoil me or shut up , that’s the standard, not a phase
Swipe that black card, baby, make me wanna misbehave
I’m not iced out, I don’t fake the flex
New man, new penthouse , yeah, I upgrade my ex

Spoil Me

VERSE 1:

Baby are you serious
I’m getting kinda curious
Got her hands all over your neck
You said it’s nothing but I know what’s next

PRE-CHORUS:

Gave you my all now I’m taking it back
You wanna play these games? I can live with that
Two can play dirty, two can act cold
If you want fire then I’ll let it blow

CHORUS:

So don’t cry when I go out tonight
In that dress you like, in the arms of a guy
So don’t call when I don’t text you back
Cause I’m done looking back, you can sit with that

You can sit with that, you can sit with that
Cause I’m done looking back, done looking back
You can sit with that, you can sit with that
Cause I’m done looking back, I’m done looking back

VERSE 2:

You told me I was overthinking
Now you’re mad cause I’m drinking with somebody new
You’re blowing up my phone baby
Let me be alone, just like you always do

PRE-CHORUS:

Thought I wouldn't know? Please I’m not blind
Read you like a book every single time
Two can play dirty, two can act cold
If you want fire then I’ll let it blow

CHORUS:

So don’t cry when I go out tonight
In that dress you like, in the arms of a guy
So don’t call when I don’t text you back
Cause I’m done looking back, you can sit with that

You can sit with that, you can sit with that
Cause I’m done looking back, done looking back
You can sit with that, you can sit with that
Cause I’m done looking back, I’m done looking back


Serious

your friends are dead

I aint waiting outside ima hold the door
Keep a shiesty and chain when we getting low 
Post traumatic insane when I'm all alone 
I ain’t begging for change since my feelings don’t 
You aint been at the range so you ducking smoke 
How tf is we beefing and ain’t even spoke 
Keep a scope on his head he ain’t even know 
I’m addicted to pain I can’t even cope 

It’s bigger than beef tonight 
I gotta baby she wants some things 
So I make sure she eating aight 
Keep them hop outs and them switches tight 
Even tho pd is light 
If you fucking with my money let’s make sure  we even right 
Fore we get to scheming right 

Just Spinning and moppin shit 
Come and sip on this 40 I’m poppin it
Give af what you said I ain’t tolerant 
Ain’t no industry checks cause some politics 
Brodie stay with the herb like a botanist 
On the 1st and 15th imma rob ya shit
In the mix with yo girl Neapolitan 
Ain’t a block in this city ain’t solid in  
Just count it all up on the table yea 
We gon have problems you pay what you owe
Cause you kno I ain’t giving no favors yea 
Twin grab some fent then he toss it in the Os
Cause you know we love mixing the labels yea 
kill anyone about baby yea 
Problems if losers don’t pay me yea 
You know that your block gonna hate me yea 
I pull up with shiesty 
With a top 5 and I mean that 
So I know you know you don’t like me 
You was flexing 
So I need that you was moving too high key 
You know you was high key
Now run ya lil shit bro before we get feisty

It’s bigger than beef tonight 
I gotta baby she wants some things 
So I make sure she eating aight 
Keep them hop outs and them switches tight 
Even tho pd is light 
If you fucking with my money let’s make sure  we even right 
Fore we get to scheming right

c h x x r s

Naldi

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