Yung Balentiaga - CRUST Lyrics

Crust fuck, facefuck these bitches until their face numb
I'm just trying to get that paper, you don't want this fist fuck
Head gone, wait up, I just wanna taste blood
Fingers in her pussy, she shaking from her waist up
Yeah, look me in the eyes, see no one
I pull up in the dark, so I pray to my Gods that they don't make me slits throats
You could be God but the ground you'll bit tho
Bitch I'm a-, tsh
Yeah, I just tore your face off, because fuck it I'm bored like
Using my soul, I'm hating the broadlight
Showing a fuck like fuck it I'm Bond-like
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, make them feel right
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
Cold with it, I don't have to apologize
I manifest the shit I want, I got that shit real visualized
Huh yuh, make them roll with it
I'm so cold with it
I'm just four fitted
Listen well when it
Crush, I'm gonna make her blush
With that, with that tongue, bitch I'm lost
Only way, is going up
Only way, is going up
Call yourself psycho
Bitch you a sideshow
Pull up, I'm matching the levels
Fuck it let's hassle
I'm on that gasoline
Pull up and call it a battle
You pull up and settle
That shit don't bring you no hope
They calling the Federal
I'm changing the channel
She loving my voice and I feel
Greater than ever
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, make them feel right
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
Yeah, kiss his girl in front of his face, now he looking lil' jealous
I thought you had plenty of hoes left, I ain't making a menace
If you have your sorry story to tell, then go on and tell them
All these dogs in my yard, they all bite if I tell them
Ha, pussy you've lost this
You never faced a concussion
I'm on another level and you were so wrong with your fucking assumptions
Ha, bitch y'all have lost it
I got my motherfucking target
I aim and I shoot and I pull on the trigger, like I cannot focus on sus shit

Crust fuck, facefuck these bitches until their face numb
I'm just trying to get that paper, you don't want this fist fuck
Head gone, wait up, I just wanna taste blood
Fingers in her pussy, she shaking from her waist up
Yeah, look me in the eyes, see no one
I pull up in the dark, so I pray to my Gods that they don't make me slits throats
You could be God but the ground you'll bit tho
Bitch I'm a-, tsh
Yeah, I just tore your face off, because fuck it I'm bored like
Using my soul, I'm hating the broadlight
Showing a fuck like fuck it I'm Bond-like
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, make them feel right
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
Cold with it, I don't have to apologize
I manifest the shit I want, I got that shit real visualized
Huh yuh, make them roll with it
I'm so cold with it
I'm just four fitted
Listen well when it
Crush, I'm gonna make her blush
With that, with that tongue, bitch I'm lost
Only way, is going up
Only way, is going up
Call yourself psycho
Bitch you a sideshow
Pull up, I'm matching the levels
Fuck it let's hassle
I'm on that gasoline
Pull up and call it a battle
You pull up and settle
That shit don't bring you no hope
They calling the Federal
I'm changing the channel
She loving my voice and I feel
Greater than ever
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, make them feel right
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
I just wanna rip out they throats, they have no sound
Yeah, kiss his girl in front of his face, now he looking lil' jealous
I thought you had plenty of hoes left, I ain't making a menace
If you have your sorry story to tell, then go on and tell them
All these dogs in my yard, they all bite if I tell them
Ha, pussy you've lost this
You never faced a concussion
I'm on another level and you were so wrong with your fucking assumptions
Ha, bitch y'all have lost it
I got my motherfucking target
I aim and I shoot and I pull on the trigger, like I cannot focus on sus shit