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receipts - krispylife kidd lyrics

receipts lyrics
[intro: axion]
(d*mn, max, this one’s too hard)
(you recordin’, smerf?)
axion, yeah
call johnny right now, yeah, look
get him on the phone, look
let him know, look, ayy, look

[verse 1: axion]
two*piece too cute, but that ain’t enough yet
i’m in the d right now, i’m where the buffs at
smoke his ass, sh*t, they screamin’ he was up next
i can’t think of sh*t to say, where my cup at?
we the reason n*ggas can’t go put they poles up
window down, switches on them when they rolled up
one got grazed, but that other one got fold up
“acto, ain’t you iur?” b*tch, ain’t i froze up?

[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
all my clips don’t give a f*ck, they get the hoes bust
b*tch asked can she have somethin’, she can hold nut
we shoot while kids around, we give no f*cks
i used to pimp my first girlfriend, she was a whole sl*t
iur records, catch us out with that sh*t on us
i’m feelin’ like i’m craig daddy with that sh*t on me
i’m ’bout to be twenty*four and i’m these n*ggas’ big homie
if i’m in the function, best believe i got that bl!ck on me
[verse 3: 81hundo]
if i’m on the function, huh, got that b*tch on me
that’s a glock, this a glitch, that one pop, this shoot quick
i ain’t goin’ back and forth with dog, he a b*tch
talkin’ smoke, he inhale this type of sh*t, he gon’ quit
f*ck how you feel, fooly, just keep it real
iur, in the trenches with that sh*t on me for real
prices high, shop with me and you might get a better deal
couple blocks came gassy, but we got ’em for a deal

[verse 4: axion]
my lil’ cuz behind the wheel because he got the better sk!lls
i got fifty thousand dollars for who get the better k!ll
ayy, they gotta know if a in town, i got a bl!ck on me
that’s a— 23 with a switch on it
h*llcat ‘rangos, no extra kit on it
cost a hundred thousand dollars just to sit on it
b*tch, you know i like it with extra spit on it
i went to wafi, my left wrist, it got a brick on it

[verse 5: krispylife kidd]
b*tch p*ssy weak, i had to spit on it
modified my gun, took the drum off, threw some tits on it
your homie grave, i done been there and i done p*ssed on it
don’t roll no weed on nothin’ in here, it’s some hit on it
recording, i can see the parking lot, a bird’s*eye view
freaky b*tch tryna bless a n*gga like i said, “achoo”
she ask me do i rap, i said, “no, i write haikus”
before the rap, i was trappin’, servin’ all the white dudes
[verse 6: 81hundo]
before the rap, i was f*ckin’ with that veg for real
why you cappin’ like you gangster? when we caught you, bro, you ran for real
that sh*t crazy, it don’t happen, when we caught you, my glock jammed for real
i was out there tryna fix it, it kept jammin’, i’m like, “d*mn, for real?”
sh*t, let me chill out on that hot sh*t
how the f*ck is y’all gon’ put some fear in us and y’all ain’t drop sh*t
how i’m supposed to be in love? besides p*ssy, you ain’t got sh*t
upped a dub, how the f*ck is you a plug? that is not rich

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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