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krispylife kidd - back 2 it lyrics

[intro]
ayy

[verse]
i’m sh+t talkin’, boy, i ain’t bringin’ rap back
she wanna eat my d+ck while she hear my music, i’m a rap snack
the rain gon’ sound like it’s diesel and it’s matte black
i’ll drop an eight, then pour another eight, this a half shaq
was sixteen stashin’ grams where unc’ kept the ram at
movin’ all these pounds by thirty+two, i’ma have a bad back
cut the traction off, i’m trippin’ when i’m out in traffic
boy, you almost died for some weak+ass glasses
tryna tell me how to live, almost beat my pastor
f+ckin’ all these hoes, i might just end up like magic
catch you out and get to clappin’ like i’m proud of you
this switch like an npc, it make sounds for you
my son said he want a lamb’ truck, i know he sounds stupid
told my young n+gga i got a fifty for him, you’ll gеt bond for it
my n+gga lookin’ down off the roof like a gargoyle
i stuffеd this b+tch with a baby, she finna start showin’
i’m finna stretch this sh+t out like i’m doin’ pilates
you can’t hang around with gang unless you caught a body
you want some strong sh+t, code word, you gotta call for shotty
and if i want some scams done, i’ll call driveway
bullets f+ck your head up, give you a high tape
my last project i was off lean, that was a high tape
i’m ’bout to get my grill done, call ice jay
conversation you ain’t gotta say much, i know your ice fake
it got ice t, ice cube, now you got ice truck
he tryna give me rmc on a song, tell me what mike say
[outro]
b+tch
krispylife, n+gga
i’m back to it, n+gga, i’m still out here sh+t talkin’
what the f+ck is wrong with these n+ggas?
just like that, it’s with a k, dumbass

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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