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bryson chapman - k.o.p. diss [official remix] lyrics

[intro: bryson chapman & jayg]
motherf-cker, i got water on my wrist, you can call that sh-t hydro
i’ma light another track on fire, b-tch, call that sh-t pyro

[verse 1: bryson chapman]
get 20 thousand when i brush my t–th
i walk around the house screamin’ f-ck k-o-p (f-ck ’em)
y’all n-ggas dissing, say y’all better than me
well n-gga, i’ma come up with a diss and we gon’ see
y’all be hating, but i love that sh-t
i get the brand new car, get the brand new whip
but then my girl got -ss with some big ole t-ts
and i’ma come through with a diss. you act like a b-tch, and i
get dissed, and i
feel like the sh-t, and i
don’t care ’cause i still feel like the sh-t, and i
i got the new drip
you gonna diss, and i
don’t care cause yall n-ggas are sh-t, uh
k.o.p, you broke as f-ck (f-ck)
i see you in your music video you throwing ones
and bubba f-ckin’ suck
k.o.p sucks
and j. mic (huh)
what the f-ck? (like what the f-ck is that sh-t, bruh? you f-ckin’ suck)

[bridge: bryson chapman]
why you always saying you gon’ get it crackin’, but you never get it crackin’? (you ain’t never get it crackin’)
i got the money in the motherf-ckin’ pocket, n-gga, we gon see who laughin’
and if the next n-gga gonna talk sh-t i’ma mother f-cking slap him
and i’ma pull up with the mother f-cking glock, n-gga, you gon’ see it blastin’

[verse 2: bryson chapman]
you can call me the president the way my rollie be gliding
i’ma k!ll another rapper, but where am i gonna hide ya?
my rolly been dripping, it lookin’ like i’m a hydrant
and you got a fake belt, but n-gga well keep it silent
and you say that you a shooter, but n-gga just don’t get violent
and you tryna diss me, but, lil’ n-gga, you never tried it
and i’m water whipping up inside the kitchen but let me repeat it for you cause that’s what you gonna do in the next mixtape, now godd-mn

[pre-chorus: bryson chapman]
water whippin’ in the kitchen i’m working
see you on my ig, n-gga, you lurking
i got bands and i afraid to walk
pull up whip it then i get my glock
if she love me then she get my c-ck
whip it out then i flip my rock
hold up, n-gga, look at my walk

[verse 3: jayg]

[chorus: bryson chapman]
motherf-cker, i got water on my wrist, you can call that sh-t hydro
i’ma light another track on fire, b-tch, call that sh-t pyro
and i’ma eat another rapper, make him dead, y’all can call my -ss psycho
and you a fake -ss b-tch as far as i know

[outro: jayg]
jay!

- bryson chapman lyrics

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