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letra de ‎‎outta bǫ̶̹̭͕̙͚̾͊unds̶͖̓̽ - crystal ash

[part i]

[intro: omgitskodi]
i don’t even know what up, they can see it, by myself
i don’t need no help, come save me from this h-ll
’cause baby, i’m not doin’ well, i’m goin’ off, you can tell
got that golden ysl on that [?] spinnin’ [?]

[chorus]
you don’t want war with us
stick with me know i’m’a cuss, yeah
only three thousand a month
i’m goin’ off, the money too much
i took your bi’h, she wanna f-ck
get to the bread, i feel like a duck
he said a pole, but she finna duck
i get it hot, i’m whippin’ it up
we in your spot, i’m livin’ it up
do anything, he do with a cup
i took a xan, i go to the club
i land in j-pan, b-tch, we goin’ up
i took a xan

[verse: crystal ash]
yeah, i get the bands, that broke sh-t is gross
b-tch, i ride around my block with my joints
big metal what i mo’f-ckin’ tote
you see me now, in seconds, i’m off
you don’t want war with us
gettin’ sticky, we be spillin’ your guts
in a second we gon’ bust
but i’ll get to that, i got too many bucks
my pockets fillin’ up with all this paper
b-tch, i’m feelin’ like the entire menu of ihop
b-tches stay all on my d-ck
because i f-ckin’ get the racks and i’m f-ckin’ sh-t up
[?] hit you with mo’f-ckin’ techno glocks, i got red dots
soulstars, me and the team goin’ up like a [?]
p-ssy, so long
[chorus]
you don’t want war with us
stick with me know i’m’a cuss, yeah
only three thousand a month
i’m goin’ off, the money too much
i took your bi’h, she wanna f-ck
get to the bread, i feel like a duck
he said a pole, but she finna duck
i get it hot, i’m whippin’ it up
we in your spot, i’m livin’ it up
do anything, he do with a cup
i took a xan, i go to the club
i land in j-pan, b-tch, we goin’ up
i took a xan

[intsrumental interude]

[part ii]

[intro: omgitskodi]
whoa, whoa

[chorus: omgitskodi]
oh, my god, yuh (yuh)
oh, my god, oh, my—
why you do me like that?
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout no d-mn price tag
yeah, i be smokin’ loud, th-that b-tch goin’ down
you can tell he gettin’ found
we can go pound for pound
i’m a dog, baby, send me to the pound
me and your ho goin’ outta bounds
me and your ho, know we run around (run around)
[verse: crystal ash]
b-tch, i run around with a loadout
i’m goin’ up and you goin’ down
my wrist a river, it’s flowin’ out
your b-tch my pockets, so bloated, wow
look at your bands, so goated, wow
off a perc, it got me floatin’ now
after i run to the racks, b-tch, i’m takin’ a bow
every day, on me, i keep hundred thou’
crystal ashley been that b-tch, no doubt
crystal ashley only smoke that loud
b-tch, i’m makin’ money, they like “how?”
they like “that’s too much to count”
you just lazy, that’s why you down
keep a hundred when i’m ridin’ around
i got that water, get you and you doused (splash, yeah)
swear, oh, my god, you can’t f-ckin’ talk, lose this guap
these b-tches be frauds, they ain’t got half the sh-t i got
nah, oh, my god

- crystal ash

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