Qrystral x Slumped?🫣 This hard asff🤌🔥🔥🔥

[lyrics]

cyfal
aye
i aint even know what to put here bruh
aye nhelson
whats good
you know what i wanna do bruh?
talk to me bro
i wanna smoke
yeah

you acting mad funny i laugh to the bank with my shawty, if you got a hellcat we race
put my rick owens shades on, one foot on the pedal she carries twin uzi eternal atake
do my dance in the function i love to get paid why you talking like crazy bro we not the same
and i'd hate to get violent bet we can resolve it but honestly never mind scope on the drake
she calling me namor because i be swimming in it i got too many tens on me woah
so i painted her face like a tribe im the king of the jungle i heard she a cannibal woah
get it together i pray to the cross on my chest but my shawty she snatching my soul
matching my fits you can never do fly like a bird with my baggy pants call me the goat

x on my chest cause i came like the man
metal on me silver surfing yo land
talking too crazy and act like a stan
ima pull up berettas and blow like a fan
cooling and booted i feel like im kodak
she loving my songs all my lyrics she know that
i laugh to the bank while i hop in a new jag
and her man get jealous cause im counting blue stacks
lil uzi the way ima rock
shorty just want it but i'm tryna drop
all on my dick and she act like she hot
but shorty ice spice on her drip she a thot
its the day of the dead so i carry a glock
and i must be a drink cause i'm getting the top
pour up in a fanta inside of the phantom
im only bout gas so don't crack any rocks
all my bitches is tens and tens and tens and tens and tens and tens
all my bands is tens is tens is tens is tens is tens is tens
fucking on all of her friends i hit her snap and then never again
smoking on gas up inside of the benz
i hop out the whip just to do it again
no nike
bad hoe on the phone tryna wife me
new drip on froze like ice cream
got bands on me
but a band on me got four or five
like dream team
bad hoe follow she a bad thing
ima hit it from the front like an x-wing
got gas in the blunt
smoking so much
skywalk on the walls
don't test me

you acting mad funny i laugh to the bank with my shawty, if you got a hellcat we race
put my rick owens shades on, one foot on the pedal she carries twin uzi eternal atake
do my dance in the function i love to get paid why you talking like crazy bro we not the same
and i'd hate to get violent bet we can resolve it but honestly never mind scope on the drake
she calling me namor because i be swimming in it i got too many tens on me woah
so i painted her face like a tribe im the king of the jungle i heard she a cannibal woah
get it together i pray to the cross on my chest but my shawty she snatching my soul
matching my fits you can never do fly like a bird with my baggy pants call me the goat

i wanna smoke (feat. 666swish) [prod. cyfal]

C4MM - Love In My Grave

I been ridin' round town 💨

Lyrics:
Post up, I’ve been riding round’ town bitch
Hit em’ with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

Post up, I’ve been riding round’ town bitch
Hit em’ with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back 



I feel you won’t last when these shots come by 
Keep playing with your life, you finna float like Mike 
Ray Charles when u speak, cause it’s never on sight
But really why you talkin’, when we not the same height? 
Look first things first, they can all get that work 
I got a beam and a switch locked in, this might hurt 
Fuck a tombstone I put his birthday on a shirt 
Look bitch I’m so sick, my sneeze on your hearse 

Everytime I step out, someone girlfriend jockin'
Pull up to my show, that’s where I got them flocking
The way we sell out, hell naw we ain’t stoppin' 
And niggas ain’t simping, yo bitch took us shopping 
I'm a five star pimp, like a pimp named Slickback 
How you love that, when she out here getting dick slapped
She be going crazy everytime I pull this phone out 
And that’s why I can’t trust these hoes, cause look what yours about 



Post up, I’ve been riding round’ town bitch
Hit em’ with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

Post up, I’ve been riding round’ town bitch
Hit em’ with the thermal scope, they gon’ fly quick
Whipping hondas, broken tint, crazy timing
Cashin’ all my royal checks, talking diamonds
What the fuck are you saying, I don’t really wanna know
Way too busy with shit, I’ve been selling out shows
Got your bitch on my dick, cause you know I’m fucking like that
Too quick, hit and miss, then I’m out back

POST UP!

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C4MM ft. Slevpy808 & 666SWISH - Remember

prod.1eworld
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~lyrics~
you can't replace who you're meant to be
give it to me straight
i don't want shapes to be the end of me
dig a little deeper
want the core of how you feeling me
put away your nerves 
you been acting like im no-body

face red
conversations
and anxiety
pile up the baggage
make me fly your insecurities
away
i'd do that shit in first class
but at the end of the day
i know you'd never ask


keep it quiet everyday
it get loud at night
listening to my mind
tryna tell me i ain't do it right
 
few words 
even fewer i could say to you
silence ever heavy
cause it weigh around a ton or two

can't cut the shit
the ice between us is bout 20 feet
bulletproof glass reinforced
with security

i wish i'd gain the courage
theres no dog the doc could see me
doctor gave prescriptions
for a case of the cold feet

so malicious play the victim
in the game you made
make me the main character
but fix it so you never lose
cheat codes
i turn left right up down
ain't no changing fate
i know i'd win bout every round

you can't replace who you're meant to be
give it to me straight
i don't want shapes to be the end of me
dig a little deeper
want the core of how you feeling me
put away your nerves 
you been acting like im no-body

face red
conversations
and anxiety
pile up the baggage
make me fly your insecurities
away
i'd do that shit in first class
but at the end of the day
i know you'd never ask

nobody else but u (prod. 1eworld)

why tf you talkin? 🤷‍♂️

Lyrics:
Why the fuck you talkin' when your girl inside my whip
Shawty getting way too crazy, with the way she move her hips
She gon’ drop it for the bag, she gon’ drop it on the low
All the competition coming for me, that’s just how I roll
Get to stashing all these hundreds on the day I fucking drop
Imma stack it to the ceiling, till the end I cannot stop
Locking in for all my brothers, lock it in for all my dreams
Ain't nobody on my level, I just do as I please

Like what, I got em’ watching like some fans
They think they can close the gap between us, y’all don’t understand
All the sacrifices that I made, for these numbers
Kinda stupid how much I got paid, for those sleepless nights
Money, power, fame, that’s all I need
Fuck you bitches, and your, games, can’t trust nobody so I’m
Riding, all alone, just me, myself
I’m chillin’ with this, blown out, phone, cause you know that

It’s a hundred to the top, making money never stop
Shawty bad, why you mad, keep that metal like a cop
Got an uzi in my pocket, you can see the way I rock
Why she saying that she hate me, then she jumping on my cock
Smoking gas, smoke that shit up quick
I got a loaded .44 up on my side like I’m rick
Yeah all this money that I’m making turned me into a prick
She got a pretty face, and shawty got that ass, yeah it thick
You wanna fuck with me, I’ll fill yo ass up with lead
I’m smoking tree, roll the backwood, counting my bread
And she be double texting, now she calling, girl we ain’t friends
Don’t let me catch you slipping, Imma leave you laying in red
I got a red dot, smoke pot, made too many bands
Private jet to your city, yeah my presence in demand
Got some diamonds on my rings, got some ice up on my hands
Hit the dash, I don’t crash, whip imported from Japan, like

Why the fuck you talkin' when your girl inside my whip
Shawty getting way too crazy, with the way she move her hips
She gon’ drop it for the bag, she gon’ drop it on the low
All the competition coming for me, that’s just how I roll
Get to stashing all these hundreds on the day I fucking drop
Imma stack it to the ceiling, till the end I cannot stop
Locking in for all my brothers, lock it in for all my dreams
Ain't nobody on my level, I just do as I please

Cause like why the fuck you talkin' when your girl inside my whip
Shawty getting way too crazy, with the way she move her hips
She gon’ drop it for the bag, she gon’ drop it on the low
All the competition coming for me, that’s just how I roll
Get to stashing all these hundreds on the day I fucking drop
Imma stack it to the ceiling, till the end I cannot stop
Locking in for all my brothers, lock it in for all my dreams
Ain't nobody on my level, I just do as I please

TO THE TOP

TO THE TOP (ft. ⭒ nova ⭒ )

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potion!

what we could of been doesn’t matter no more 
i used to never not sleep until the money came forward
now i got hella bad hoes at the front door 
now i got a v12 right in front of my porch 
used to wanna be yours until u pulled that shit 
now i’m glad that i’m gone wit a rich type bitch 
new whip chrome black match all of my fits 
do a cleat check bitch, i’ll show you lit 


i’m outside, 45 for the heat 
i take hoes, kill shows wit new slugs in my teeth
passed 4am in the bnb, i really should sleep 
but how can i when this girl trynna get more d

i put my hand around her throat now the bitch locked in 
when i looked into her eyes she like give me your kids 
ohh you really fell in love wit some west side dick
i pull out, paint face, i know her ex feel sick

but i swear she just like these other girls 
so i don’t ever feel bad when i ghost a bitch 
i swear i never think twice about what comes wit this 
cause i gave up on love for a fantasy 

look im next to be and that’s destiny 
so if you get in my way i’m sending led thru beams 
they think playin till the er bring their team 
lights out, i make you never wanna speak to me yeah

WHAT WE COULD OF BEEN (Prod Qrystral)

she run it back back
za in the backpack
cutting up the whip
engine blowing like its baghdad

rolling up the blunt 
lemme hit it
had to pass that
gas so hard
had the past coming back back

shorty i cant talk
cause im busy with that bag bag
gta whips make a mother fucka backtrack

know myself
grab the cash in a fistfull
tinted out the whip
i aint drifting in a fishbowl
14 karat make her bounce like a bunny
gold fish chain
make the night turn sunny
had to drip me a rollie
or a patek ap
put em on game 
shorty said i got D

lob city
chris paul in this bitch
how i pass out the game
girl u 2 fine to be hangin w these lames
let her run my mood
when im hanging with the gang
dont trip on the money
i wont trip on the fame
mane

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Qrystral

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