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gta 6 - krispylife kidd lyrics

(intro)
krispylife
huncho you so muhf*ckin’ goaty

(chorus)
got two three on me, but ain’t no jordan’s with me
it’s about to get live let me record them titties
took her to detroit, made her go to l.george’s with me
b*tch broke, she can’t afford to spend me
all eyes on me, i ain’t talkin’ fendi
leave a p*ssy smokin’, like a chimney
drinkin’ all this lean, f*ckin’ up my kidney’s
bad b*tch, i think she go by the name of sidney

(verse 1)
pop a rapper beat his ass celebrity death match!
ion smoke no f*ckin weed, tell her let’s match
she in love with a fat n*gga f*ck a six pack
she fell in love with my chain come and get your b*tch back
i’m in the club with five on me get your b*tch wet
full metal jackets best believe these gon’ shred that
dark orange soda, keenan and kel pack
i’m leanin to the left, t.i. hat
ion rap bout no bricks, i don’t sell that
play with me f*ck n*gga, ima get you wacked
talkin’ spicy on the net? that’ll get you smacked
instagram thuggin huh? i ain’t in to that
lil’ dawg catch body for me for a fitted hat
you drop one of mines and b*tch we goin’ tit for tat
(verse 2)

n*ggas gotta chill through this b*tch

n*ggas gotta chill through this b*tch before i expose dawg
seen boy in the club ima fold dawg
so many shots out this b*tch sound like a roll call
you ain’t no real n*gga boy you a whole fraud
get some twists in my hair and pop you like i’m o dawg
paint dawg head like wendy i’ll four for four dawg
last year around this time i was a n0body
came up off my own b*tch i don’t owe n0body
why you speakin’ on them dead when you ain’t got no bodies?
drink lean and get p*ssy i got both hobbies

(chorus)
two three on me but ain’t no jordan’s with me
it’s about to get live let me record them titties
took her to detroit made her go to l.george’s with me
b*tch broke, she can’t afford to spend me
all eyes on me, i ain’t talkin’ fendi
leave a p*ssy smokin’, just like a chimney
drinkin’ all this lean, f*ckin’ up my kidney
bad white b*tch, i think she go by the name of sidney

(verse 3)
my n*ggas really k!ll you and they reduct your n*ggas
they’ll run up in your crib, f*ck how your feelin’
my n*gga caught a body and threw up like it’s morning sickness
i’m really hard, and you? you don’t know the feelin’
everybody talkin’ bout i’m cap but don’t approach me with it
know you gotta state your name when you approach me n*gga
yeah [?] spell it with a k i done coached these n*ggas
if i find out who k!lled gabe ima rope that n*gga
been on my own back my own lane yeah i’m a loner
wonder how it feel cuz your man in a coma
sh*t f*cked up cuz they said that n*gga was a soldier
throw that n*gga in the wild feed that n*gga to the vultures
i don’t do this for the likes but for the f*ckin’ culture
heard you hustle for some jeans and some jordan’s
i’ll hustle buy a crib wanna pay off a mortgage
i remember wantin’ the latest j’s and couldn’t afford it

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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