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dennis rodman (vau + dia) - uhsirk lyrics

[intro:]
krish
krishu, krishu
free palestine
23
frrr

[hook:]
i got demons, i got dior, vau & dia in my closet
bro selling white, but it’s dirty; john stockton
i think that they want me in the pen, like i’m hadji
all that green must got em talking spicy, like wasabi
f&n sticks, sand and black like a pocky
i give her a tap on the head after noggin
“can we f*ck and send the hoe out?” water asked me, like i’m fauci
still put red on his head, dennis rodman

[verse:]
onomatopoeia with this choppa, it go “blrrrr”
when i see the counter, then my heart go “frrrr”
fell asleep in the auto, tesla went “skrrrr”
i’ll take guap don’t care if your p*ssy on mermaid
rerock, what i purvey
just sold her boysenberry syrup, aye
free the guilty up out the birdcage
might f*ck a b*tch, but won’t let her hit the weed, aye
i could pimp a fat b*tch, i’ma get it off her feet, aye
lil bro caught two in a week, like arike
you say yes to ratchet b*tches, krishu really can’t
i’ma hit the work with dish soap, f*ck the fent
my voice sound pitched*up, usually, like a tent
oh you got some guap? you ain’t moving me, ain’t impressed
these pills literally fake, i can’t even say they pressed
who the f*ck you gunfighting? you going flyfishing with that vest
chennedy carter, this five*seven it’s gon shoot
fairly oddparents, we point the stick and you go poof
told him “bro this old tris,” it’s expired prune juice
she said “you know who’s p*ssy it is?” i said “who?” (who’s?)
cause it’s not mine
f*ck santa clara county, tell em i am not violent
got so many blessings, all the f*cking hindu gods wylin
i might put some diamonds in my t**th, then i won’t stop smiling
we even scam off dogs, said it’s a poodle, it’s a rottweiler
victim impact statement, you won’t be round for one of those
my b*tch got the d*ck on her right now, f*ck a gender role
and please stop, we don’t wanna see anymore chromehearts clothes
[hook:]
i got demons, i got dior, vau & dia in my closet
bro selling white, but it’s dirty; john stockton
i think that they want me in the pen, like i’m hadji
all that green must got em talking spicy, like wasabi
f&n sticks, sand and black like a pocky
i give her a tap on the head after noggin
“can we f*ck and send the hoe out?” water asked me, like i’m fauci
still put red on his head, dennis rodman

[verse 2:]
aye his bills really fake, i can tell they counterfeited
and he chill with the jakes, why the f*ck these n*ggas finning?
that b*tch tried to give me face and i couldn’t even finish
tried to see what he could take and got taken to a clinic
why she thought this was a date? i just thought that we were chilling
i might k!ll him if he touch my f*cking bling bling (blaow!)
who the f*ck you better than? lil n*gga you insane
yeah, and i might pop a percocet, but i’m not in pain
i just bought a cuban link, he got a thin chain
yeah, i don’t know bout her degree, but she give good brain
yeah, i’ma spill the f*cking liquid that’s in his veins
yeah, tell me how i got this money and i didn’t change, uhh
send a shot into your buddy, and his vision fade
uhh, you gon have to get apparel with his image made
uhh, i could put you boys in peril with one visit made
uhh, and i’m taxing for a feature i ain’t finna trade
krish (krish, krish)
[hook:]
i got demons, i got dior, vau & dia in my closet
bro selling white, but it’s dirty; john stockton
i think that they want me in the pen, like i’m hadji
all that green must got em talking spicy, like wasabi
f&n sticks, sand and black like a pocky
i give her a tap on the head after noggin
“can we f*ck and send the hoe out?” water asked me, like i’m fauci
still put red on his head, dennis rodman

[outro:]
b*tch, 23

- uhsirk lyrics

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