letra de fya cracka - kj the yungbull
ima hot cracker they talk chatter
hit a b-tch in his gal blatter
you talk faster i pop faster
get the assist ima ball passer
he’s a b-tch make him walk faster
hit the switch make em all stagger
this the sh-t that turn them ghost casper
people’s choice no slow rapper
no arthemetic can rip my scrip
pistol whipping up in the whip
missel gripping up on my hip
b-tches sit still talking sh-t
feel alive and dead at the same time
mix my drink i think i’m turning pink instinctive nature bring the rae quan
inspectah deck i bet i set the table steak spraying a-1
pistol popping bars i set off shots you a paint gun
say to name a better mc then me ha ain’t nun
that dude tried to outlaw my father i shot his son
sh-t can not get better than this
my b-tch got tits that bigger than prince
offensive sh-t my lyrical stench
i’m rich i’m infinite look what i did
get off my d-ck
pass the splif
ima take another hit
i’m the sh-t, you a kid
acting like your relevant setting trends it’s so evident medicine is the remedy benzedrine mixing estrogens that b-tch gon get the s-x again
letting them get the best of me
hitting em with the recipe
spending it call it evergreen
you dogs ain’t on my pedigree
17 pedofiles almost 43
hatred and racism is the recipe
how the h-ll you f-ck a girl that’s you get than me?
incest at its best he’s been pressed
been said these rednecks molesting chicks breast is f-cking just
somthing he does best
sh-t what an upset
dumbs that b-tch once than he goes and dumps trump next
i’m f-cking up checks and he f-cking upset
i got the juice like 2pac
you got the b-tch made minute made sh-t
would of drank p-ss then listen to your lame diss
let me break it down in lemans, you a clout chaser clown play around found a sound that’s not worth claiming
don’t think he know what im saying
to sped for the speed he ancient
ima sick f-ck
i kick b-tt with numb chucks
they zip up they lips tucked my sh-t up
they sit up
keep it discrete, tip toeing on these beats
playing with these p-ssys ima different breed
if you say to keep it clean then tell savannah go clean the yeast at least
p-ssy smelling like some roast beef
see
it’s kinda like playdough cause she fun to play with but not to eat
no one want her to touch there meat
details from “kj the the bull”
this song is a diss to adam calhoun and savannah dexter. this song represents standing up for what is right. the racist sh-t he says and does is unacceptable so this song is me calling this fake internet bully out and exposing him for the racist he is. i’m stepping on the neck of all the hate he feeds out and breaking the bones
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