jssr - kriss mag lyrics
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[chorus]
real money makers startin’ to think that i’m the sh+t
i got real guns, you prolly think of [?]
i can’t even f+ck up with that hoe, she stay up on my d+ck
i got like 40 f+ckin’ [?]
yeah, yeah, i love my f+ckin’ b+tch
i love my f+ckin’ bl!ck
like b+tch, that’s all i f+ckin’ need
i got feds around the state, like b+tch it’s f+ckin’ [?]
say my f+ckin’ name too much, got [?]
like, can you stop just like talkin’ on me, let me be
[verse]
ah, i ride with pole
like, please don’t call my phone if it ain’t bout that dough
baby, i got money, i think we can roll
baby, i got money, pockets are tall
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