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((((((Lyrics)))))

-WokeupCryjn-Pt:1

Take another tab n I’m geekin at the function
Look into my eyes n u kno I’m retarded
Oh don’t get me started 
Roll another blunt now I’m lookin like a Martian 
I’m the shit I’m fartin 
Feel like Kodak black but yk this ain’t no flockin 
Shawty gotta lock in 
Goin number 1 and yk I’m neva stoppin 
   Pull up w my missile hit u in the temple 
Pull up w my blade hoe feelin like I’m rambo
Tell me what’s your name tho I think dat ur special 
Hit me on my iPhone, I don’t really text tho
You don’t even kno me, why u tryna h8 hoe
Always tryna copy turn into a fake clone

-Spacejunk-

Walked in smelling like bob marley
Is she at the party?
Showed up n im tardy
Pulled up in ed hardy
Told that bitch get the fuck off me
Drunk bitch trynna get my info
But i disappear like wind blow
Missin on my old girl
Wonder where she at tho
Hope she kept my note though
Pourin up
In my cup
Bitch you know wsp
Bet not be a bum
God i hate it when you’re drunk

WokeupCryjn lyrics pt:2

Bitch I’m gettin fucked up, i don’t even kno ya
Party all night girl even when the suns up
Can’t feel a thing everytime that I spark up
Ridin on my wave but yk this ain’t no surfs up🏄‍♂️
Shawty said I’m cold but yk this ain’t no
Cold front 🥶
Pull up in the whip n yk I’m blasting yung bruh🪽
Fell in luv w me but I’m not the plug bruh 
Blowin up da scene feelin like osama 🧨

CryjnDiamonds w/Spacejunk p.d1sgrace[lyrics in disc]

space junk - now (ft. dem0nant) [prod dem0nant]

d1sgrace x space junk - bandzzz (prod dem0nant)

(p. appl3)

(lyrics)

u don’t gotta say 
i already know 
stay up 
in a new time zone 
midnight 
still smokin
heavy dro 
gold neck 
and my waist 
rhinestones 
i been trippin 
in a different dimension 
when i’m in the room wit her 
fulla tension 
ppl plottin 
nd they fake i can sense it 
sneak dissin 
i thought i deserve a mention  
sippin liquor 
nd i’m straight up ion lie
he wan work
it’ll cost for my piece of mind 
tell u what you need to hear 
but not why 
tryna figure it all out
so my time 
runnin short
joint wit the newport 
she got shorts 
wit the crop top 
sniffin quartz 

only pure
what im gon snort 
yea we coolin in the trap 
this ain’t a resort 

movin all this weight 
like a damn chore 
all i want is da bread
and to be yours
see me rollin offa tab 
sippin onna coors 
and the plug on the street
runnin next door 
but i’m saving up now 
for a fucking whip 
and a third gold chain 
wit a lotta drip
but i can’t resist 
getting so lit 
caffeine and the vodka 
imma sip

Ya ya
You dont gotta say i already kno
I js popped a bean 
I’m chillen w my bros
Mud in my cup
2 pills run it up
2 blunts roll it up
10 pills crush em up
Ohh
Pop out to the show
Pop out we can glo
Sippin ona 40
Breakin down the snow
I can barely feel my nose
Pop a tab i did som noz
Mind feelin heavy
Drugs ina chevy
Couple seals on the floor
N they’re all empty
Do em all on my own
I can’t even lie i feel a little empty
I been so high 
I can’t even lie
I can’t feel a thing

time running short (w/ space junk)

✨🌙🌑🧛‍♂️

prod methboiswag

Vamped Out W My Soulja W Vampsky X Spacejunk

r we still going? 
@2junika & @spacejuunk 
prod @beautifulwithinyou and @fukksky1

time running short (w/ space junk)

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