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krispylife kidd - in that case lyrics

[intro]
watch your top with this one, n+gga
okay, now
let that b+tch ride for like two more seconds, then i’m finna go ahead and get right (mkmentality)
krispylife, look

[verse]
i poured a deuce, it take the cold from me
should’ve seen my last rap check, it had a long number
all my money come in bricks, i can’t fold nothin’
i ain’t stingy, but can’t none of you n+ggas hold nothin’
i was out my mind tweakin’ the whole summer
how dare you say you can f+ck with me? you on a whole budget
free that n+gga bareface, i treat him like my own brother
i sh+tted all winter, next year gon’ be a cold summer
more jewelry, bigger motion, more properties
in new york talkin’ sh+t with akh while he choppin’ cheese
play with one of us, hit your block, we’ll stop your cheese
you should thank us that you still alive that night, we only shot your knees
know some n+ggas that hustle still got a flip phone
i know some n+ggas really boomin’ that got six phones
whipped my d+ck out on your b+tch and got it kissed on
was out in harlem in a bodega boolin’ with jim jones
i used to have an eater, now the whip i got got brembos
baby e was in his mama sh+t with a switch, fishbowl
i’d rather catch him with it than without it, i ain’t gettin’ flipped on
you already on thin ice, my n+gga, you better tip+toe
these the lanvins, the shoes with the big laces
i don’t do the dubs no more, i do the big faces
remember i was down bad, f+cked up, now i’m just shakin’ back
personal chef just served my third danish
from flint, made a million dollars off music
talkin’ ’bout you got talent, why the f+ck you ain’t use it?
talkin’ ’bout you can rap, why the f+ck you ain’t do it?
never wanna give me flowers, gotta be some head to it
they know my name in almost thirty countries
this sh+t a grind, a hustle, i ain’t that lucky
my n+gga strap bigger than him, that’s word to dusty
like i’m givin’ back to the homeless, i just served a hunky
i’m on my feet, i’m back and runnin’ now
on my third deal in nine months [?]
like the baddest b+tch in the room, [?]
that first deal i signed, now in my hood with a hundred pounds
back in beecher, i had the deals, three for ten
i’m just buyin’ all the straps up, i ain’t see the gen
hit a n+gga family tree with chop, i ain’t see the kin
you wanna shoot my video? let me see your lens

- krispylife kidd lyrics

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