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letra de novembee - krispylife kidd

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[intro]
iced up, alright (it’s with a k, dumbass)

[verse]
it’s bright, you can catch me out with a dope fiend with me
he smoke crack and freestyle, i got a dope fiend with me (iced up records)
she smoke crack, she twenty-five and she ain’t seen fifty
been done k!lled you and then asked allah for forgiveness
old-head still wanna shoot, he vince carter
just put these whites on, but i’m finna park ’em
big b-tch stuck on me, professor oglevee and ms. parker
this b-tch look kinda good, i’ma go in her heart
supposed to been gettin’ sh-t with granny, and some sh-t startеd
spot an opp at landmark, yeah, i’m finna spark him
told my granny driver pull over, i can do a walk-in
just to whack an old man and k!ll you holdin’ a walkеr
creep up on a p-ssy n-gga, i’m feelin’ like a stalker
i ain’t talkin’ hopscotch, b-tch, but i’m finna chalk him
i don’t come up off sh-t
so fat, gon’ be sick
my gun jammed, i got to hittin’ it, playin’ bop it in this b-tch
that ain’t no guitar in this case, it’s a chopper in this b-tch
seen a n-gga in the club and got to joggin’ in the whip
naw, i wasn’t scared, it was some weight on me in the whip
you a petty sipper, you’ll drink a deuce, i poured a six
you a tender n-gga, you cryin’ ’bout a b-tch i never hit
oh, you ain’t f-ckin’? well, i need gas for the whip
oh, you ain’t suckin’? well, you need cash for the lyft
pandemic bucks, i paid three thousand for the sticks
i hit the pint three times, but he wasn’t hip
in the trap with sandwich bags and a scale
ain’t sh-t to eat, got some crackers and they stale
i got a package on the way, i’m standin’ by the mail
my n-gga on his way home, i’m standin’ by the jail
i really can’t do too much, i be losin’ my b-tches
and it don’t help that i be bruisin’ my b-tches
f-ck doin’ it up close, i can shoot from a distance
seen boy out for breakfast, roped off the whole denny’s
i don’t know what the f-ck wrong with me
my barber think i’m tryna k!ll him ’cause i got pole with me
he tryna line me up, but the pole keep on stickin’
i don’t know what’s wrong with me, i just don’t trust n-ggas
every time i see an opp, i just wanna bust n-ggas
i see an opp, i slap the sh-t out him, yeah, we cut different

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