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best friend - big daddy karsten lyrics

yeah, karsten, uh, brrrr, hahaha, yeah

[verse]
watch me shine on these b*tches
turn my rhymes into dimes and then stack ’em to riches
they talk about me but that’s not my business
i’m so infectious, i’m like a rash on these features
every beat i bring the heat, and blast ’em to pieces
all the facts that i spit in my raps leave ’em speechless
they feel attacked, don’t even chat about them preachers
you wanna class, get smashеd, then feel ’em laugh from the blеachers
so effortless
laying down with leather so i’m stressin’ less
i’m feelin’ f’ing blessed
i don’t believe in jesus
i trust in s*x and press
i talk to journalists ’bout music and they press for s*x
take my picture while i bear walk to the bank and back
i get the most hate in bookings you can bank on that
no m&m’s in my rider, still love the aftermath
i’m the new era of hip*hop all of their caps are trash
they keep looking because i’m pleasing to the eye
it’s normal, pigs believing they can fly
and i’m a g6 sweeping through the sky
so chic rocking big n tall himalaya style
my competition wishing they would die
’cause i make ’em look like chickens in the fry
salty, crusty, boneless, unseasoned, stripped and dry
and the see all the cole*slaughter on the side, ha
praise satan i’m a boss now
messing everybody up like daniel sloss now
uh, there’s not a salad i can’t toss now
not a single f*ckin’ line i haven’t crossed now
so on my d*ck, they use my pubic hair to floss now
so far ahead that they’ve forgotten that they’ve lost now
rappin’ circles ’round spitters ’til they cross*eyed
screaming for they mommies like a lost child, huh
serving cake like i’m barry at the club
i’m sassy ’cause i’m winning, they’re sassy ’cause they’re snubbed
their faces and their words don’t match like they were dubbed
try to fight outside, it’s gonna get clubbed
yeah you clever ho
if you’re the king of europe then what you beggin’ for
must be drinking moonshine like they 24
got some clout and think you’re in the penthouse
while they’re still in the second floor
oh, you think i rap too much about g*y sh*t?
lame b*tch, listening to xxxtentacion in the same mix
so wife beating is fine? while guy kissing’s declined?
shut up and watch me slay hits
king spitter, peen l!cker
sippin’ on some clean liquor
while your pops jerkin’ off to my clean twitter
tea spiller, pink figure
less air time but i’m a scene stealer
kink dealer, pups on my body i’m a de vil*a
101 whips, pull out the tail before i deliver
shot their load, haven’t touched their d*ck once
i’m a care giver
i’m a master when i switch it up
watch a b*tch come for me, a b*tch get stuck
i stay correct, listen i kick and punch
so save your fillers i don’t simp for ducks

- big daddy karsten lyrics

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