stock x - krishu lyrics
[hook]
when me and alvin caught our first plays, me and spenny was racing
that muscle old, man, them ‘06s basic
b*tch wanna go to dior, dior, rip pop, she wasn’t there at macy’s
i’ll put a b*tch on a b*tch, that clown’ll k!ll sh*t like gacy, look
i’ll cry about stockx, fore i cry about a b*tch
hit his hoe, he want beef, he gon fly about a b*tch
i ain’t have no og, yours told you to die about a b*tch
i’ll cry about stockx, fore i cry about a b*tch, look
[verse]
and these boys odd, like peter say
i won’t hit b*tches, i’m peta*safe
take a star out the sky put it in my ring like a wraith
my b*tch got a pile of white, and it’s taller than glaive
make you rub your nose like vick’s
my bro love ricks
got sticks on sticks
put sticks on b*tches
ain’t talking about dee aura, when i say i got a sig
she was talking about water ph, so i sold her some mid
just like 17*5, but wе ain’t selling no coke
i don’t smoke blunts, but i’ll hit a j, that 444
forеign by the hills eating momo
youngin learned to shoot like zo
pair of fifty*titties make you jump rope
just scammed an english bloke
water set the lob we gon send it thru tunnels and holes
you on soil and still got less hoes
you can’t touch my brother, i’m gon die bout this fasho
you can ask lil paris he know krishu on go
krishu binladen, you can ask jody, he know this brown boy explode
[hook]
when me and alvin caught our first plays, me and spenny was racing
that muscle old, man, them ‘06s basic
b*tch wanna go to dior, dior, rip pop, she wasn’t there at macy’s
i’ll put a b*tch on a b*tch, that clown’ll k!ll sh*t like gacy, look
i’ll cry about stockx, fore i cry about a b*tch
hit his hoe, he want beef, he gon fly about a b*tch
i ain’t have no og, yours told you to die about a b*tch
i’ll cry about stockx, fore i cry about a b*tch, look
[verse 2]
might really be the best alive
i’m a p, ain’t gon spend, like them other guys
f*ck i look like, b*tch?
way we been beating cases, i might look white, b*tch
blue and green hunnids, ain’t racist
i’ma make em pay me just like bazely
young man with some pasty, tryna jugg pasty, tryna get rich real hasty
told a white b*tch it was pesos, and it’s cultured, but it’s fake she paid me
i’m from the bay so even when in bentayga, it’s a f*cking scr*per
i’m the star the bay’s been needing, argue with your mom
krish
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