NY Bangers LLC - Crystal Clear lyrics

b**h you know I'm getting P to the izzo No kiddo I'mma stunt on your b**h on the d-low Feltzyy gotta get it in, let it spin gotta win Rolling up the thing, give no f**s i ain't a s*ut Gotta watch my baby when she out in the club On point like her dress code, all the boys like how she roll I know so, they can't keep there eyes on something else Flying to an Island when i get this wealth Its just my real ones and family i Ain't worried about nothing else I gave her a feeling that she never felt till she met feltz I was born free man im God given Tryna have a good living tryna live Fantastic, love my fans Lets Spazz out when im pa**ing Play my music in the Aston Martin, you talking Bout me like i beg your pardon Dont make me blow up like im Boston b**hes In the trap we cook out, got that bobby got that shmoney Keel it Old school now your b**h wanna Hola Hola No dreaming i go in too hard thank lord now i found god Wait for my new mixtape, still stuck in the same game b**h I'm a don, and i know you know my name? I can't f** with a goat me and are not the same I'm all about money but but give me some fame Give me a name let me shutdown Oakland Get me some new fans like my arms are open I know you can hear me even tho I'm smoking So much loud in my lungs its got me coughing You best pay your maintenance fee I'm tryna get stacks and stay high all week Let me roll a blunt OG why i talk my sh** Ain't nobody hotter than me ill be making these hits I'll be accepting these features I'll be standing in the booth even if my feet hurt Go do your research go learn my origin They say ive gone fruit cake till i squeeze these oranges And i know everybody love to hate Redone in my place i entered the golden gate Feltzyy i know you know my name, now King me like im Charlemagnes This year a lot lf things changed, i realised after i had that dream k**ing y'all I'm grinding up all night long, till I'm big and tall like King Kong Money is motive be my theme song, then get whatever she want I'm With my clique so dont front i can do what I want I'm a boss if you didn't know You know i write the hottest verse Just wait till i drop the videos My weed strong Arsenio I'm Chosen so give me my respect Wrist Frozen so is the neck Getting neck and its the best right now Bossing shots at your top chest like "blow" Need Royalty around need a couple philosophers We on the runway ain't nobody stopping us Steady mobbing get it popping gotta stay confident God forbid my sins let me get my props get on job and sh** My d** will have you slobbering So they keep coming back for more I'll be k**ing these all i need is a tour But money is the only reason I'm here for I dont just do this for me i do it for all of y'all I can't afford to be falling off So right now I'm tryna ball out Get on a mic and go all out Because a deal is what i really need If i keep blabbing on blame the weed But love is what I really need They only love me when im smoking weed