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arguing, pt. 3 - krispylife kidd lyrics

[intro: krispylife kidd]
(enrgy beats)
krispylife
(it’s with a k, dumbass)

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
n*ggas gotta understand how i’m coming out
n*ggas ain’t know i was coming in, well, now i’m coming out
hoes ain’t wanna f*ck then, now they f*cking now
you ain’t got no cheese, b*tch, please shut your mouth
i heard you ain’t the man of your crib, your b*tch run your house
so every time you talk your sh*t, she tell you, “shut your mouth”
i went from a half to a quarter pound
free my cousin, f*ck your cousin, it’s how i’m boming now

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
d*mn, that p*ssy was so good, i ain’t pull it out
she like, “your gun smoking,” duh, i just shot some bullets out it
i just caught another body in my blue impala
i got enough in my right pocket to buy two impalas
and not the one your b*tch drive, the new impala
used to be broke, now i forget nights i blew ten thousand
this only ninety*nine ninety*eight, bro, give me two dollars
i can step a foot in any hood in flint, the criminals vouching

[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
i’m in this b*tch throwing money when the club closing
all the sights on, got me walking with a stuffed nose
my n*gga got a fifty drum, i’m waiting on a drumroll
she asked me for some cash, you thought you worked for it, you dumb close
[verse 4: rio da yung og]
walking in my son baby shower with my gun showing
make two bricks out of baking powder, get a hun’ for ’em
just bought a pint from the hitman, gave him a gun for it
sold the brick man a four out that b*tch, he gave me a scum for it

[verse 5: krispylife kidd]
if rio cut your sh*t, then i know something
ayy, bro, here go some b*tches, is my gun showing?
one time, i wanted lamb chops, i made the club open
you can’t go clubbing with me unless you got a dub on you

[verse 6: rio da yung og]
jeep truck eighty racks, got that one motor
you can’t survive, ten glocks, all drums on you
i’m a fiend, ain’t no busting down a perc’, i put my tongue on it
your n*gga soft as f*ck, when he with us, he a blunt roller

[verse 7: krispylife kidd]
twenty thousand dollar alpaca, i got a rug fetish
seen an opp with his peers and rubbed off bob evans
sister’s son stealing all my sh*t, had to whoop my nephew
this b*tch ain’t picky, hit you or whoever you next to

[verse 8: rio da yung og]
bulletproof helmet on my head and i got the vest too
f*cked two hoes out a group of four, i’m tryna f*ck the next two
my b*tch be stepping on my heart, she the f*cking devil
widebody, not a h*llcat, you see the f*cking devil
[verse 9: krispylife kidd]
this b*tch shoot for two hours, it’s full of energizers
my n*gga banned in all fifty states, he can’t get into myer’s
i don’t want no love, baby, i’m looking for a new driver
b*tch, i’ma keep lying ’cause my daddy was a true liar

[verse 10: rio da yung og]
b*tch tryna pour my pop out, i’m finna fight her
if you see me with my glock out, i’m finna fire
b*tch caught me cheating, had my whole c*ck out, nut was still inside her
just sold a thousand tens that won’t pop up on pill finder
take a close look at my chain, them real diamonds
listen here, i ain’t taking deals if you pill buying
they like, “ayy, did baby ghost do that one sh*t and set the car on fire?”
i’m like, “i don’t know, i was at the crib, i was kind of tired”

[verse 11: krispylife kidd]
i had to use a rubber glove, i forgot the condom
got mad at my b*tch, so i f*cked her mama
went up to her job, whooped her ass again, and got her fired
wrote krispylife across that b*tch and keyed the impala
you do not do them things, you an imposter
b*tch, i don’t want no regular spaghetti, i want shrimp pasta
ain’t arguing with no b*tch on section 8, your rent six dollars

[verse 12: rio da yung og]
hey
told my b*tch all the hoes i f*ck, i’m kind of honest
let me see the glock, b*tch, i got a better shot than giannis
my young b*tch doing her thing out here, but she kind of childish
when i nut, you can’t touch my doorkn*b, i just got it polished
i’m just saying, you don’t call to see what’s up with me
but you was on my side ’round that time i blew that one*fifty
kidd got that— whew, give your dumb ass a buck fifty
ain’t n0body give me sh*t, god wanted this to come to me
[verse 13: krispylife kidd & rio da yung og]
they thought i k!lled ricky ’cause i had a pump with me
you ain’t swing when they tried to jump me, i got a pump with me
this b*tch’ll hit everything important, it’ll thump your kidney
b*tch threw up tryna suck my d*ck, i got her drunk with me
on stockdale with louie tryna see what b*tch bring ones to me
i met the real plug, he in the county playing tunk with me
my n*gga still scam a little, he brought a punch with him
the beecher n*ggas thought my pocket out, it got a lump in it
your n*gga really p*ssy, so that mean you brought a c*nt with you
ayy, you seen scary movie 3? i would’ve stumped cindy
we finna smoke some zazas, bring your blunt with you
love that haircut when you sucking d*ck, the blunt cut fit you
bae, i love you, and when you get off work, i’ma come get you
and when we f*cking, i’m probably raw d*gg*ng, i’ma cum in you
bro, you finna go to f*cking west pad, bring a gun with you
you testified on everybody, i think the judge gon’ kiss you
looking at my uncle like, “why you getting drunk on whiskey?”
i waterfalled ri’ pop when he was in the booth spitting
bro, you bullsh*tting
i poured a twelve in that pop, give me two*fifty
my b*tch play too many games, i’ll take that ho to disney
you ever heard of yn jay? man, that b*tch be tripping
i let this b*tch have my d*ck, i know he gon’ miss me

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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