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big k.r.i.t. - thisizkrizzle (freestyle) lyrics

[verse: big krit]
hey, they like krizzle hats off to ya
i mash off in a c-blue
he (?) the coupe, the roof is see through blue
it’s okay, most days is more great
still on the block like we crack pills and more yay
f-ck with me with a no-no, i never ride solo
keep a heater underneath my polo, oh ho
keep it on rush like the lo-lo
f-ck that, bust back
double a down like n-gga where your bucks at
f-ck cats get hit by the pound
his man (?) him up, so i had to lay him down
crown me king, harder than tyson when i swing on n-ggas
underestimate my will to go and swing on n-ggas
yea, the king back, them n-ggas better lay back
the only n-gga in the bakery like where the cake at
hoes go and weigh that, i got it by the caseload
went to sleep in spanish like all i heard was peso
straight up out the bed to the cash i sell
life of a hustler, i’m masked (?) till i’m dead
ain’t sh-t free, so i gotta make moves
i could win or lose, h-ll i’m still payin’ dues
not even forrest gump could run a mile in my shoes
these force is a (?) these j’s are retro
really wanna live the life? then let’s go
condos full of hoes, reminiscin’ we smoke
krit fruit, coupes with no roof
my jewelry game sick, i need chicken noodle soup
i bit off the chain, b-tch woof-woof
stay up off my yard, the good lord let me loose
a dog in the booth, (?) what it do?
keep a b-tch on the squad that don’t bark, just chew
the burner scare a n-gga out his money like boo
gunshots second window streets like clue
the dj
horrible, horrible (?) (?)
f-ck what you be talkin’, whats a goblin to a gargoyle
i fold a motherf-cker like cardboard
concrete shoe, throw a fool in the harbor
if you float, let ’em live, if he die good
god flow, walk on water like i should
get money, why not? i think i would
if i was in your skin, i’d do whatever i could
to get like me, to be on top
behind biggie, andre (?), and 2pac
i’m lava hot, your whole crew flop
i am and always was what you not
king of my own land
pimp slap a peasant down with my strong hand
don’t test me boy, i’m a grown man
i been on my d-ck, i’m my own fan
young krizzle!

- big k r i t lyrics

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