
krispylife kidd - enrgy in my basement lyrics
[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
krispylife
it’s+it’s+it’s—
b+tch
it’s with a k, dumbass
[verse]
n+gga play with me, he gon’ die the next morning
i just had a play for a band out of my morgues
make a sound like i play for a band out in my morgues
these take 2.0s, baby, you cannot afford
shoot his b+tch waitin’ in here, alright, back to you, doris
i wanna pop a n+gga on camera, come on, bro, record me
she wanna f+ck with me bad, but she cannot afford me
is we f+ckin’ or not? can you chase my s+m+n?
i just wanna stuff you with these pills and take you out the region
i got the plug on this b+tches down the way in cleveland
a lovey+dovey type of n+gga, but i’ma mistrеat you
she face swallowed mе one day, i beat her in my beater
she sucked my d+ck in a lil’ car, that’s an eater and an eater
i d+cked this b+tch down, but i’ll never eat her
this b+tch love me so much, but i don’t wanna believe her
only pour fives up, i don’t drink fours
have my messi knock you off for some pesos
i like my b+tches bad, yeah, and my girl love my hoes
if she f+ck me, then she gotta f+ck all my bros
i’m a different type of n+gga
i can get the bag gone and then go swipin’ with it
i don’t want that b+tch if she ain’t got no license with her
the lean hittin’ hard as h+ll, like i’m fightin’ with it
i’m in the kitchen with the— ugh, and i’m fightin’ with it
you swear you gon’ hear pah pah, boy, who gon’ be fightin’ with you?
sneak dissin’ on the internet, who was that typin’ with you?
free bareface, b+tch, i got five on dizzle
i got another five, if he shoot, he not gon’ miss you
you sure you wanna beef with us? it’s a lot that come with it
lot of n+ggas want the sauce, call it sound trappin’
they sit and take k checks for rap, how i sound trappin’?
your n+gga support, they must love the sound of that captain
you always been a team player, never been a team captain
my n+gga f+ckin’ with the scooby doo, he keep the sh+ggy
i’ll pop your dumb ass, i’m not known for scr+ppin’
last video i was posted with a 9 on gratiot
i’m with vez down the six, we got the mile slappin’
this my life and i’m livin’ how i’m supposed to
would’ve been dead or in jail, thank god for pro tools
can’t blame me for wantin’ to be the dope man
i grew up around this sh+t, that’s what i’m exposed to
i’ve been lettin’ my nuts drop like i’m supposed to
shoutout my n+gga standro, he like, “you ‘posed to”
you got smitties and high points, we got poles too
new chop go— the new glock a four+two
always had a current risk, b+tch, ain’t got no wack jumper
enrgy made me this beat, now i’m ready to spark somethin’
[outro]
b+tch
krispylife, n+gga
a whole lot of that
dumb+ass n+gga
iced up sh+t, b+tch
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