gallery dept. - krispylife kidd lyrics
[intro: krispylife kidd]
(e— e— enrgy made this one)
throwing a surround sound
look
[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
every thing that i shoot come with a loud sound
every clip that i load come with surround sound
i’ve been going crazy through this b*tch i gotta calm down
my d*ck kind of little so it ain’t no pound town
turn over on your back b*tch i like missionary
mike seen this sh*t before it happened he a visionary
finally seen my b*tch all natural this sh*t getting scary
if i like the p*ssy more than you, then me and the tw*t getting married
[verse 2: rmc mike]
teenage mutant ninja turtle i’m michelangelo
like the studio north sag, i got the antidote
spin the bih* walk his ass down with a calico
b*tch p*ssy popping out her shorts she got a cameltoe
i like a nasty wh0re
if you knew the truth alrеady what you ask me for?
qualitest in the small pop this a nasty four
only if you got act’ pourеd up you can pass me more
just stay down cause if you get back up your getting your ass beat more
[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
d*mn
i just f*cked a b*tch for a, for a buck twenty
huh, thats a hundred twenty dollars
scratched off in the demon thats a, hundred twenty thousand
bet with us like like this fanduel and win a hundred thousand
every time one of yours die that’s another thousand
my fiend want another slice i had him meet me at hungry howie’s
if you wanna buy some jays right now meet me up at johnny’s
[verse 4: rmc mike]
high as h*ll walking through the mall tryna punch somebody
left my cup in the car with ri and he drunk it probably
coochie man a h*rny motherf*cker tryna hump somebody
in the club with steel*toe boots tryna stomp somebody
screaming ball game
plr small as h*ll but shoot a large flame
she ain’t give that p*ssy up she playing the hard game
shot a n*gga chally up made his car [?]
i just f*cked my b*tch auntie had a heart change
i’m finna stir some sh*t up like a parfait
b*tch like to play games she need a arcade
i just took off on the state we in a car chase
[verse 5: krispylife kidd]
ay mike
f*ck this rap sh*t, let’s go and get a face tat
n*ggas fashion different, i spent four hundred for this pape hat
f*ck that jit c’mon give me my pape back
i ain’t pull enough hoes, so i gotta run the bape back
i stay on some junkie sh*t like matilda daddy
i lost my freaky b*tch number but i had the addy
i want to fight the opps but we too deep my n*gga had to grab me
[?] a stuffer a white b*tch “have you ever had a ashely?”
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