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crvddyrell - intro lyrics

[intro]
hey tyrel , i just wanted to say that i miss you
and i really wanna see you but like i know you’re working so whenever you can just facetime me. okay?

[hook]
bought a brand new whip, got kick with the tint in it
shoulda got a coupe so you n-ggas can’t sit in it
if i see opp block right now i’ll spit on it
this clip hold 30 matter fact i spin on it

you think that you safe round here but you not though
got some migos round the way that knock the beef
out your taco
she saying that she innocent i know that she not though
you treat her like a queen i got her acting like a thot though

[verse 1]:
opps want smoke they don’t know it’s a mismatch
i see that you mad matter fact get your l!ck back
your life on the line why the f-ck would you risk that
guitar in my hand, hey slime! you can kiss that
i was broke for a minute i gotta admit that
foreign to fast it’ll give a n-gga whiplash
big body benz so i gotta use 2 hands
crvddyrell a b-tch , you lie man that’s big cap
ima spin his block matter fact with a big mac
come and get your l!ck back
n-gga i ain’t miss yet
put your man in the ground matter fact can you dig that?
he took 1-2-3 shots ,n-gga you ain’t slid yet
put your b-tch on my snap and i know that you ain’t miss that
you done took her on a date and you still ain’t hit yet?
snakes everywhere but it’s crazy i’m the big slatt
i got a shoulder strap bag and it’s filled with the big racks
every time i post a pic, how the f-ck did you get that?
you bought all this designer and you still ain’t drip yet?
rest in peace darrius & doddy man i never could forget that
every time i get a check i just split it like a kit kat
shordy kinda lit she pop a perc like a tic tac
new opp pack this gas or what?
he’d still be alive if you ain’t gas him up
these the same blue hundreds i just add em up

[verse 2]:

hit your b-tch from the back
but we shooting through the front door
gas in the packs, got me smoking out a fonto
racks in my bag ,had to stash it in a condo
i wish a n-gga would. wanda , cosmo

said you got me at my best now
b-tch i hit your head man you better put that vest down
i just learned to bust a check down
all that cappin your raps man you better give it a rest now

we taking off wilbur, orville
he said he want a beef , sike , cordial
23 grams michael jordan
what’s on my feet? heat , foreign
what’s on my t–th? clean , porcelain
what’s on my chest? tat, taurus
what’s on my schedule? racks, touring
i’m rapping for fun and this sh-t getting boring

[outro]:
i’ll keep you sa—
i just freestyled this whole sh-t
i ain’t write one line down
real sh-t

- crvddyrell lyrics

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