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krispylife kidd & ak bandamont - to deep for the intro lyrics

[intro: krispylife kidd & rio da yung og]
(what you wanna smoke, some zazas? i brought a ‘bow out)
me and ak bandamont on some like, j. cole
like, positive vibes type sh+t
we gon’ tell you ’bout this positive day (his name’s pablo)

[verse 1: krispylife kidd & ak bandamont]
my n+gga raped a b+tch, now he got a life sentence
i hit a b+tch, her p+ssy was funky, i don’t like fishes
cook dope over campfire like i don’t like kitchens
i ain’t tryna f+ck all day, i need five [?]
drinkin’ lean don’t f+ck with my— man
drinkin’ lean don’t f+ck with my organs like i got five kidneys
got a small pond in my backyard, i got five [?]
dog walked in with nothin’ but fake jewelry, i counted nine dilliеs
when i’m in them stores swipin’, my nicknamе joseph
i just made ten thousand off some ‘caine courses
a fed made me shoot it for promo, these some paid forces
you f+ck nothin’ but dirty n+ggas, you make lame choices
i ain’t f+ck with n0body, i got my lane ordered
y’all can’t f+ck with me, we ain’t in the same orbit
decide to bounce, slidin’ on tuesdays, this the same norbit
these proud of the views they bought, ’cause they paid for it
put that lil’ cheese up, b+tch, that’s chump change
you let your mans on your necklace, that’s a dumb chain
i hit a b+tch for a bottle, that was my drunk phase
black n+gga shoot the f+ck out you, look like flavor flav (yeah)
[verse 2: ak bandamont]
i ain’t even stressin’ off this rap sh+t, i’m gettin’ paid for days
she always been a sl+t b+tch, she’s tryna change her ways
i just put up with that par, made her pay for ‘caine
i heard the opps’ power out, it’s always gettin’ flamed
yeah, we all shoot it up
i catch you playin’ with that nose, but she’ll shoot it up
lil’ brodie said f+ck school, he always screwin’ up
these n+ggas broker than a b+tch ’cause they don’t do enough
keep starin’ at this perc pill, i’ma finna chew it up
i’m kind of sick i popped two of ’em, then i threw it up
he got caught danglin’ with the hoes, movin’ loose as f+ck
drunk too much, i had a drank coma, i’ma shoot my tongue
i just pulled up in a fast car, right now, i’m zooted up
b+tch ain’t never had a trap star, she only doin’ bums
b+tch keep always playin’ with my head, keep sayin’ “you in love”
i know i gotta get my mind right, i’m keep on doin’ drugs
huh, i got used to it
brodie on the west, he need drank, i’m finna shoot to him
i just did a hundred b, know my chest, i leave this b+tch ruined
a hundred in this chopper, i keep on shootin’ ’til the clip ruined

- krispylife kidd ak bandamont lyrics

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