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letra de talkin in code - krispylife kidd

[intro: krispylife kidd]
i got so much energy
okay, i got a lot of, okay, krispylife, that’s what it was, okay

[verse 1: krispylife kidd]
you and yo b-tch keep lying, you got a capiana
shot dawg and [?] that mean i dropped a dollar
we was on bullsh-t growing up, y’all played cops and robbers
dawg ain’t wanna fill the script so i robbed a doctor
that sh-t was so crucial
i can’t sell nothing but zaza pachulia
i just f-cked a b-tch my auntie age, i love my cougar
i thought you was rookie rondo, you is not no shooter

[verse 2: 10kkev]
cop a pack from me, bring to to you like a waiter
put a hole in a n-gga, turn him to a life saver
just scammed this n-gga in the nfl, he on a raider
out of all the hoes i f-cked, i think yours is my favorite
950 for the lv polo with the zipper
how was five n-ggas putting on a ten dollar bottle of liquor?
that’s two dollars a piece
i just hit yo b-tch at yo crib and nutted on yo sheets

[verse 3: stanwill]
why the f-ck is n-ggas switching sides?
shoe soles bl–dy than a b-tch, i’m finna slip and slide
f-ck the holidays, b-tch, i really got this gift from god
if you talking ’bout n-ggas who sh-tting, better mention mine
b-tch, we up next, for real
had to buy some thousand dollar shoes ’cause i step, for real
f-ck dj khaled, me and gang, we the best, for real
catch him out of bounds, bro’ll blow, he a ref, for real
[verse 4: ysr gramz]
i ain’t gon’ lie, i don’t think kidd wanted me on this song
i think this b-tch a lil’ kid, she always want my phone
fn slammed him on his neck, i just broke his bones
i’ll have babytron shred you, they gon’ think it’s mone
ha-ha-ha, you better leave me alone
i need thirty-five hundred, you want me on yo song
a n-gga try me? i shot his ass, shot him through my coat
heard my n-gga snitched on the opps, i shot him in his throat

[verse 5: babytron]
it’s eleven k’s in the trunk, kev, i’m one up
in a ski mask, you meet god, don’t get slumped up
you be smoking camel, it’s yo b-tch if i hump something
you the backup guard, when he injured, you get bumped up
b-tch asked for head like, lol, peace sign
what’s in my ‘wood? like, lol, three five
jim jones who? lol, my whole team fly
catch a burger with a burner, we gon’ get him deep fried

[verse 6: krispylife kidd]
d-mn, shot the party up, this b-tch dead as h-ll
slid in broad daylight, who got dreads for sell?
before i can deposit, i gotta see who got meds for sell
beat a kid ass bad, i got [?] for sell
[verse 7: 10kkev]
i just scammed a white college student, this n-gga go to yale
stole my teacher card back in school and i got expelled
the last n-gga tried to stick me up, it didn’t go so well
eight hundred grams in one bag, we need a stand up scale

[verse 8: stanwill]
made him toosie slide, 7.62 coming out the drac’
told my b-tch that she beautiful then nutted on her face
put the reaper on him, let him try to run off with my pape
really in the jungle, it ain’t sh-t to summon all my apes

[verse 9: ysr gramz]
i think i’m a gorilla, all i rock is bape
driveway baby beat the clerk, tryna [?]
i will not roll it if the weed don’t stank
i am not krispylife kidd but i came with k

[verse 10: babytron]
he just got my newest method, sh-t, at least that’s what he thinks
i be talking codes in them stores, the clerk like, “what he mean?”
caught his ass at burger king and turned him to a onion ring
i think stanwill a pure sharp ’cause his jumper green

- krispylife kidd

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