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$ir abe - what's krakkin lyrics

[intro]
(tr+tr+tryhard)

[chorus]
my n+gga getting it crackin’
she already know what’s happenin’
i met the hoe at the back of the party, now she sending ass on the snap and+
we took a break for a week or somethin’, but my n+ggas getting it back in
we get the rick or the raff in
i beat that lil’ hoe back in
i pour a four of the sizzurp
she like my glockie, i might have to rizz her
them n+gga cappin’, no they ain’t no k!llers
my n+ggas crazy i hang with gorillas
with melly, he totin’ that stick he the realest
i hang with the robbers, the shooters, the dеalers
we stackin’ that sh+t to the mothеrf+cking ceiling
[verse]
556. gon’ hit ’em up
you is not gang, you can’t kick it with us
shorty bad might let her f+ck
got that glizzy, keep it tucked
better than c.o.b, sh+t out of luck
all my n+ggas, we ready to bust
you better tote on yo’ k in the club
in love with the drugs, in love with the guns
gave her a perc, and now shorty tweakin’
f+ck on that b+tch, lil’ hoe puerto rican
i’m breaking bread yeah i’m splitting it even
kick that b+tch out i don’t know why she speakin’
i gave her d+ck for once, now she feenin’
my body hungry for percs i’m a feed it
f+ck a security guard i don’t need it
she toppin’ me up and she swallow the s+m+n, yeah
don’t want yo’ hoe you can keep it, yeah
i been the sh+t since a fetus, yeah
f+ck on that hoe and she scream and yell
these n+ggas plottin’, want to see me fail
but i been servin’ that pack through mail
i’m uppin’ my tec i been shootin’ to k!ll
my n+ggas barbarians, we pushing drill
we comitting robberies off of the pills, okay
i pop them sh+ts everyday
i f+ck her once, tell her wait
got that b+tch screamin’ “$ir abe”
i’m smokin’ j to the face
that lil’ hoe do what i say
i’m sippin’ lean everyday
that n+gga he running laps
he look like he want to race
i pop xans, yeah i pop percs, yeah on repeat
gave that b+tch a perc yeah, that lil’ hoe gon’ tweak
f+ck that b+tch she suck me up, i got receipts
post that b+tch she going viral off a tweet
[chorus]
my n+gga getting it crackin’
she already know what’s happenin’
i met the hoe at the back of the party, now she sending ass on the snap and+
we took a break for a week or somethin’, but my n+ggas getting it back in
we get the rick or the raff in
i beat that lil’ hoe back in
i pour a four of the sizzurp
she like my glockie, i might have to rizz her
them n+gga cappin’, no they ain’t no k!llers
my n+ggas crazy i hang with gorillas
with melly, he totin’ that stick he the realest
i hang with the robbers, the shooters, the dealers
we stackin’ that sh+t to the motherf+cking ceiling

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