old ahh song mit alte mic aufgenommen
(kein bock neu aufzunehmen)
bald neue season🗣️

bunny girl [Young LaFlame]

(Lyrics)

(x2)
Aye white bars, fast start
Runnin from the cop cars
Aye 4 stars, 4 scars
2+2 that’s 2 far
Aye live large, no heart
Rippin plenty souls apart
Aye hit carts, smoke darts
Can never play it too smart

Took some E, then fucked my ex
Smoke some weed, relieve my stress
Too many, to my chest
2 and 3 sent me five texts
No commitment, no decisions
Buy raf Simon’s, spend relentless
Dollar bills, I’m high life living
New pill thrills I’m high tide swimming

(x2)
Aye white bars, fast start
Runnin from the cop cars
Aye 4 stars, 4 scars
2+2 that’s 2 far
Aye live large, no heart
Rippin plenty souls apart
Aye hit carts, smoke darts
Can never play it too smart

Took some E, then fucked my ex
Smoke some weed, relieve my stress
Too many, to my chest
2 and 3 sent me five texts
No commitment, no decisions
Buy raf Simon’s, spend relentless
Dollar bills, I’m high life living
New pill thrills I’m high tide swimming

OFF-WHITE CLOCK. [prod. user x nocturne]

(Lyrics)

Told a bitch I’m too too too too
Too smooth wit it, in the pool wit it
While she takin off her top, tell me who winnin
I got Gucci on my watch I got new linen
Ima take her back to bed, u know who sinnin
In the daylight, hits made right
When the sun goes down when we take flight
Got a hunnid hunnid rounds red dot sights
Got a hunnid hunnid pounds of the new white 
Too too smooth wit it, in the pool wit it
While she takin off her top, tell me who winnin
I got Gucci on my watch I got new linen
Ima take her back to bed, u know who sinnin
In the daylight, hits made right
When the sun goes down when we take flight
Got a hunnid hunnid rounds red dot sights
Got a hunnid hunnid pounds of the new white 

Got a gold chain, gold ring, gold frame
They all hate that I ain’t gon change
I got more drank I got more bank
I got your bitch sniffin cocaine, sike
Hit the dude so hard said night night
Hit the dude so hard like Mike Tyse
I could care less bout who was right
Cause he cared more about the likes

Live it up like vice city
Said fuck ur pity
Pop bottles get litty
Yes I only throw fifties
Get the fuck out the club if u actin like diddy
U really u really u really u really a hoe
Done this too much I know how all it go
Done this too much I know how I should flow
Shoot up the house we ain’t peak thru the door
Like cat and mouse u get trapped by the dough 

Gotta stay balanced i tatted a yin Yang and
None y’all can fight, I throw punches like Liu kang
Read her like a book, no she don’t need no mood ring
Away from the bullshit, I move to a new state
Go up at a new rate, take shit like I’m boonkgang
Ain’t buy a new car I just bought me a new tank
I’m at a new rank, yall play it too safe
I do not fuck wit the fads and the new waves

Told a bitch I’m too too too too
Too smooth wit it, in the pool wit it
While she takin off her top, tell me who winnin
I got Gucci on my watch I got new linen
Ima take her back to bed, u know who sinnin
In the daylight, hits made right
When the sun goes down when we take flight
Got a hunnid hunnid rounds red dot sights
Got a hunnid hunnid pounds of the new white 
Too too smooth wit it

SMOOTH WIT IT. [prod. nocturne]

(Lyrics)

Aye who the fuck is that bitch
Spent a quarter mill on my motherfuckin whip
‘Nother quarter mill on my motherfuckin wrist
Blacking out my headlights, dropshift, then I drift
She gon gimme head like till she hop on my dick
Diamonds got me sick, no Covid
Never see u win, no motion
I just came to win, no emotion
Her and I gon sin, purple potions 

Stay up all night finna get no sleep
Hard to sleep tight when she next to me
She wanna ride, gon shift on me
On my lap pulling up to the meet
Smoking too much gonna get too geeked
When she smoke too much she turn to a freak
Had to go put red bottoms on her feet 
Bought a bag so big it could hide my heat

I’ll find em I’ll find em I’m gonna go sign em
I buy em I buy em I don’t even lie, some 
These bitches be crazy but part of my lineup
This bitch goin brazy the heat gonna fry em

I pop out too quick I end up right behind em
I know they all say “the money don’t define em”
But if that the case throw a flash gonna blind em
Yo enemy closer than me, they beside em

(x2)
Aye who the fuck is that bitch
Spent a quarter mill on my motherfuckin whip
‘Nother quarter mill on my motherfuckin wrist
Blacking out my headlights, dropshift, then I drift
She gon gimme head like till she hop on my dick

Shut the fuck up, brodie shut the fuck up
U here cause of dumb luck
Yo girl way too stuck up
Yuh shut the fuck up, you’d bet ur savings on a bluff, no she never gets enough
U the type to hit and run

WHO TF? [prod. hypnotize]

I Got Problems (prod.nocturne)

Lose (prod. whxtesvpra)

SMOKE CARB (PROD. YOUNG LAFLAME)

[Chorus]

Searching for a kettle, smoking weed up on a box
Boy you gonna have to settle or I'll kick you in the balls
Smoke carb, bitch, I got your puffs in a cup
You sparkin, light of a rari when I run
And all of it will end up poppin and poppin and poppin out
They all gonna have to puckity puckity puck you out
They don't know no shit about you cause yall are some fucking clowns
Bitches sucking up my dick and we heading to fucking now
Gotta pay the rounds x2

[Verse 1]

Putting all my dick in rent free, I'm feeling generous
Bitch kept talking junk on her boyfriend cause he degenerate
Putting all her smoke in a jar just like it's a specimen 
I wanna feel like I had the best sex with a better girl
Imma blow the vape in the rain but it's all facade
The clique of yours keeps talking shit but yall can't find nun
I wanna fuck a bitch blonde hair as the sun
You can keep on spreading rumors, you ain't never get a buck yuh
Dodging all your bullets feeling like I'm in the Matrix
Bacon, imma fuck a bitch cause she awaitin 
Rating, I can't get why all you gangsters faking
You can't get a penny, that's why yo bitch is complaining 
Devil numbers tatted on your back like you the shit
Mothafucka you a pig, you cannot really be real
Put a weapon to yo face and that's how all yo nightmares feel
Gang you better pay the bill, or you never getting sealed

[Chorus] 

Searching for a kettle, smoking weed up on a box
Boy you gonna have to settle or I'll kick you in the balls
Smoke carb, bitch, I got your puffs in a cup
You sparkin, light of a rari when I run
And all of it will end up poppin and poppin and poppin out
They all gonna have to puckity puckity puck you out
They don't know no shit about you cause yall are some fucking clowns
Bitches sucking up my dick and we heading to fucking now
Gotta pay the rounds x4

SMOKE CARB (PROD. YOUNG LAFLAME)

Suffocate (prod.whxtesvpra)

1nonly x ciscaux - bunny girl [prod. nategoyard] [tonka cover preview]

Left To Right (prod. redredred)

listen with headphones for better quality!!!
lyrics:
shes the love of my life you wanna be my wife
ill treat you right
i know your sad but youll be alright
im never gonna put you aside
im never gonna put you aside
X2

i love you ill get anything you like
come on baby i dont ever wanna fight
im so glad i made you mine
you make me fall in love your so fine
aye like your so divine

IM NEVER GONNA PUT YOU ASIDE prod.nightlock *OUT ON ALL PLATS*

https://open.spotify.com/track/2oR46pJPTmvLBz2YnkBCZZ?si=abb09ae37630454e

talk less (tenxten X wubba) ALL PLATS

4mats - Kuronami (feat. Kg Slimes)

prod young laflame https://soundcloud.com/younglaflxme 
PLVGUE X CRYPTZIG ISSA NEW ERA! https://soundcloud.com/plvgue-is-kxso 

insta: kzigcrypt
discord: cryptzig
x: kzig_crypt
yt: crypzig

☆ILYCRYPT!☆ 

CRYPT X PLVGUE! - SAMURAI (PROD. YOUNG LAFLAME)

This is just a few samples put together not much work was done but i think it sounded cool soo here it is lol .  credits to Lilbubblegum for the sample 

af1 bubblegum " phonk remix " by tiagoreis874

prod laflame
itsmatty is so real for this: https://soundcloud.com/itsmatty0 

☆LYRICS!☆

[Chorus: cryptzig]
Scummy bitch, wanna die, take her to the afterlife
Compromise, with a bitch, so she jumping wild on mine
I get too much money on my sight glimpse of the night
Talking down on me so you get stomped up on my wet Nikes
Causing all this ruckus cause you tryna get the spotlight 
Makes you so upset cause you can't get nun of that rights
I get to the motherfucking point, where I try to fight
Useless when I try to find myself, but I cannot drive

[Verse 1: cryptzig]
Smoking marijuana and some dope, I get high and shoot my weapons when there's nowhere I can go
I can show I'm brave enough to know that I can get you low 
Bitch you ain't getting success if you ain't pickin what you sow
Tryna get myself high but I get myself down
I be losing my rhymes but I won't lose this crown
I'm standing my gain till the end of my thoughts
And I won't feel no pain when I see yo ass frown
Bitch I'm tryna go flying till I cannot touch clouds anymore
LSD on my veins to a maze that I know
I be trippin when I'm dreamin cause the fever won't go away
Everyday's pain, but I'll make it leave my face
Just wait, I have nothing so I can't complain
At Maine, tryna die but I'm tryna explain
How it feels so great every fucking day
Knowing I'm small, but I'm still choosing what is my fate
Call yoself a hood guy but you facade and a no sho
Soho, you be missing every track you drop ho
I be smoking dro but I cannot get it solo
So when you act an enemy you feel like you the boss though
Snoozing on a beat like some sleep deprivation
I be fucking on this bitch but it ain't hardcore, no perversion
My main mission of my life is rotting while I'm on a mansion
While you rotting in a desk and making something no one mentions

[Verse 2: itsmatty_]
Aye, aye, now im hopping on the beat know i kill shit,
Glimpses of my life, its amazing you can see it,
Bitches call me Carti i Pop Out better believe it,
and i just keep dropping, bombs shit is so lit,
You, missing, all my shows, with the bros,
Instead you spend your free time fucking with all these hoes,
And i gotta say that i dont like you anymo,
Trynna call me a snake, bitch ill leave you on the floor like
1,2,1,2 opps i got, ill kill you right here ill kill you on your block,
Wanna let the choppa sang, and you know it say a lot,
Lookin at yo head, all you see is a red dot,
Blood spots, way i clear the game thought i was K-Dot,
Come on, dont you want the smoke, oh you do not,
Want it, but youre gonna need it, meet me at the top,
Aye, aye, see the glimpse like

[Chorus: cryptzig] 
Scummy bitch, wanna die, take her to the afterlife
Compromise, with a bitch, so she jumping wild on mine
I get too much money on my sight glimpse of the night
Talking down on me so you get stomped up on my wet Nikes
Causing all this ruckus cause you tryna get the spotlight 
Makes you so upset cause you can't get nun of that rights
I get to the motherfucking point, where I try to fight
Useless when I try to find myself, but I cannot drive

GLIMPSE! (FEAT. ITSMATTY_) (PROD. YOUNG LAFLAME)

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