Crisis Child (Prod. By Arman X Matt Spark)
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Ayy yuh Crisis ayy ayy F*ck this shit I'm malfunctionin Cause I'm always out here livin' off of it Got a problem I'll tell you the opposite Never comin' down I'm never off of it! She get toxic dick I love her but I'm takin' hostages I got a problem livin' I'm a problem kid I'm always smokin' on some fentanyl And by sundown I'm a zombie kidd Got some water on my wrist I be callin on my bish I keep talkin all my shit I don't want it god she pissin me off Oh my god ain't no talkin to a bish She try to call me on my shit Said I'm talking to her friends Caught me droppin all the pins Got her to the crib Saw her droppin' all my shit F*ck how I live! I'ma get rich over this Man it's riches no bitch Cuz bitches they never stop comin' I'll never stop runnin' out of 'em if so ima dip It is reallly really simple as this Give em dick n then they spit Put that swisher on her lip Never trippin this bish really dig it I put dick all up in her rib Dick in her kidney like gimme gimme she a Freak n She really be speakin' freaky tryna see me like this Fiendin she sick Poppin oxy on the weekend like this Pocket watch me tryna see what i git Call me father bish you see what I did Caught me coppin thizz I prolly got some water I could drop a couple droplets all up on my wrist! I'm smokin on fentanyl up in the fittin' room N I don't fit in to it I be sippin too Litty as fuckin titty too the VZ-52 will split you in to two Talkin shit because I'm winnin' too Docta' called me on my shit He said he got a problem with me sippin gin or juice Docta' I ain't really in the mood! Grinnin' really I be sinnin too I got a pretty 2 piece in the livin' room n she be gettin' nudy Gotta film it too cuz she be gettin' moody got her singin' too I can sit n talk this shit to you But I ain't really got a reason to See me smokin out the spliff it's coo But I turn around n hit that vintage too Yee dat Bobby Brown I'm really hittin' snooze It dont calm me down or stop me kickin too Droppin out ain't talkin skippin skool Better call me now I'm sippin' two I'm like f*ck it f*ck it! They keep checkin on me cause im slumped as f*ck nd then my head is gone Nd if they really want it baby then they got it! I was livin on it Mama check in on him F*ck this shit I'm malfunctioning Cuz' I'm always out here livin' off of it I got a problem I'll you the opposite Never comin down I'm never off of it She get toxic dick I love her but I'm takin' hostages I got a problem Livin' I'm a problem kid I'm always smokin on some fentanyl and by sundown I'm a zombie kidd!
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Written by: ICU.FRXSTi!, Gianluca Balestri
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