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letra de king griffeys - krispylife kidd

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
alright, krispylife, n-gga
alright, enrgy, look
’bout to get in that old-school— oops, hm
alright, look

[verse]
’bout to get in that old-school bag and walk him down in ken griffeys
could’ve did it in gucci, but i did it in some distant
i can’t do nothin’ with your p-ssy ass, you be snitchin’
and i can’t trust nothin’ on your wrist, everything be tickin’
takin’ pictures in my chain, you gon’ p-ss me off, baby
alligator on my body, this lacoste cost, baby
your boyfriend drinkin’ all that green, he gon’ turn to hulk, baby
put my d-ck in her jaw, she can hardly talk, baby
heard you wanna buy some what? what? hold on, hold on
you said you tryna— i ain’t understand you
you said you tryna do what? come on, speak up
you said huh? shut your p-ssy ass up
you said you wanna buy an eighth? let me call mike
that’s a hundred-dollar eighth, instead of weed, you could’ve bought vics
ain’t play for the side, but he can punch bills or get your cart right
that lil’ ‘bow that y’all bangin’ out, b-tch, we done bought twice
huh, i bought a new crib just to hold the loads
you wеak-talk b-tches, you beg her to gеt in the crib just to hold your clothes
i ain’t tender, all these b-tches up for grabs, i don’t hold no hoes
at somebody else sh-t cuttin’ the dice, i’ll hold the lows
i don’t want you shootin’ for me, i’ll hold the pole
don’t listen to none of these n-ggas, i’ll ho them hoes
like i ain’t never been to that marina, she can show me home
crib dirty, had to beat my b-tch up, ho foldin’ clothes
i’m different, make a n-gga eat his wings out an ashtray
hit her in my section, f-ck around, make my tab stink
my n-gga smokin’ weed, i caught contact, i’m half baked
i’ll post on my story, “who up?” that’s half bae
i’m silent, i kept my mouth closed on my last case
thinkin’ that you can f-ck with one of us, boy, your ass laced
i been sellin’ cut, stomach f-cked up, that was my last drank
talkin’ ’bout how real you is, boy, your ass fake
you a fake-ass ho
i don’t f-ck with that cat like it’s tic-tac-toe
everybody know that i’m the way, they tryna get that boat
moncler bubble shinin’ hard, this a new-ass coat
[outro]
b-tch
krispylife, n-gga
me and enrgy done teamed back up and did that on these dumb-ass n-ggas
f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout?
don’t say the wrong sh-t and p-ss me off, baby, haha, yeah
said i’m gettin’ a lot of— i’m a— alright
said i’m gettin’ a lot of money, i’m a boss, baby
haha, yeah
yeah, alright, though
that n-gga pockets straight on slim— shady, woah, wait, hold on
cut that b-tch off early, it’s all love, n-gga, krispylife, it’s with a k, dumbass
alright, now

- krispylife kidd

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