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karate buddy - krispylife kidd lyrics

karate buddy lyrics
[intro: krispylife kidd]
(enrgy made this one)
what up, tron
krispylife

[verse: krispylife kidd & babytron]
you f*ck with rats, you might as well be stuart little
tron bout to do some bullsh*t and imma do it with him
you taxing and i’m cheap, just meet me in the middle
picking up a hundred racks, just me and tizzle
dripping in my mike amiris, you might see my jeans drizzlin’
cuzza up the drum, f*ck around and leave your team crippled
star player, get the shot off less than three dribbles
surf n’ turf, need the biggest portion, i don’t eat little
between me and bro, this like a thousand some carats
if britney don’t let me f*ck, then imma hump sharon
shoot a n*gga wedding day up, like boy, f*ck marriage
i’m all for the beef around this b*tch, likе f*ck lettuce
try and square up, imma up wеapon
five thousand for the feature, triple for a punch lesson
widebody with the v12, i can’t come second
two on one credit sold out, i had to come [?]
i got bricks in the fender too
dog cross me the wrong way, he in a blender too
my son only 4 and his room got a kitchen too
the booth in my bas*m*nt big as h*ll, it got a kitchen too
russian rifle spitting crazy like he got a missing tooth
same scam ten times, his old man a nincomp**p
whip fast as h*ll, watch this b*tch go poof
he gon’ need god when i stomp him in these christian loubs
the next n*gga gon’ need the pope
b*tch, don’t just wipe my d*ck off, you better use some soap
i think this n*gga tryna steal from me, gotta move the loaf
i keep shooting the opps’ cars up, they gon’ need a boat
but that will not make me stop shooting
gun big as h*ll, make the titanic stop moving
i really love the dubs like i’m not losing
make the freak b*tch bless me, like a hot [?]
every song, every hook, every beat, i chewed it
widebody 2021, i am not moving
okay, chess player, not to mention that i’m in here louis stepping
lights, camera, action, hit his block and we movie set it
white boys, they ain’t lightin’ woods, this a doobie section
sh*ttyboyz, lab takeover, it’s a dookie session
jag run, running out the crib, throwing on my crocs
3*5 or shi*
it don’t matter, blowing on my opps
late night at your crib, your b*tch blowing off my socks
fifty sticks beamed up, leave him with some polka dots
nocturnal, 4 a.m, on the opps’ block
turn a cream into a black cherry, this a wock pop
thinking that he big, turned his truck into a drop top
shot him coming out the door, he heard a knock*knock

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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